Back-up plan, then; goth arm warmers. Tiger Lily had replaced theirs with corset gloves, so I resorted to Claire's, eventually came out with a pair of sparkly children's legwarmers, long grey woollen fingerless gloves (more credit crunch chic I suppose) and tattoo sleeves. Yes, tattoo sleeves. Now I know it's the 80s.
I may be looking a little odd for the next month or so.
*Who gave me some trendy NSAIDs for the pain and a four-week sick note.