26th July. Discomfort Tolerance Factor.

This evening at the outside bar of the Konkordia hut John one of our party of three, 'The Old Skool' is performing surgery on both heels, it's a bad case of Scarpa Feet, Scarpa being the Italian boot manufacturer.

"I'm going to post these on the *ucking Internet" he says, taking another digital snap of the missing areas of skin, "Thanks Scarpa! - I should have taken out shares in Elastoplast!"

Earlier in the day, well before dawn, Tim the 'Telegraph' man, who had been casting around for Immodium last night, had been ordered back down to the hut, another 'Old Skool' casualty.

"Sorry lads nothing in the tank"

Our younger companions with the other guide the 'Young Team' are also blistered but have suffered less, either that or they're not showing it.

We have been told the handy aphorism that "Pain is just weakness leaving the body."

As John hacks away with the scissors in front of a small audience someone says "There's a bit more weakness leaving you!"

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