Mini-festival this weekend! Two nights in a tent, music, and everyone brings food which gets shared. Thankfully 41 years (or maybe 39, I suppose my parents were more careful when I was a baby) of eating dubiously stored food has taught me my plumbing must be made of stainless steel, so no worries there. Also happy I'm not in the habit of washing hands before testing, I just wipe away the first drop. It will be an interesting diabetic challenge though. And a lot of fun too, I expect, especially if diabetes chooses to behave itself more or less.