14-05-14, 10:43 PM
Oh foc me, where do I start?
The most impressive to date was when I dropped a windsurfer on my hand while manhandling it. Unfortunately, it was in the garage, right above the hot water tank I'd cut in half some months earlier. The windsurfer went, and bashed the back of my right hand, hard, against the jagged edge of the tank. I got the lightheaded buzz of adrenaline, and knew I'd buggered something. Finished moving the board, and inspected the dammage - long gash to the back of my hand, which had mercifully stopped before the vein (but I could see it pulsing with every heartbeat - how it didn't get cut, I'll never know). So I wandered inside and asked Dad for a plaster. He panicked, and started chasing me round the house with a bottle of Dettol to disinfect it! :lol Eventually Mum came to my rescue, and I was taken to A&E for stitches.
Then there was the time I set fire to my crotch with an angle grinder.... :rollin :rollin
The most impressive to date was when I dropped a windsurfer on my hand while manhandling it. Unfortunately, it was in the garage, right above the hot water tank I'd cut in half some months earlier. The windsurfer went, and bashed the back of my right hand, hard, against the jagged edge of the tank. I got the lightheaded buzz of adrenaline, and knew I'd buggered something. Finished moving the board, and inspected the dammage - long gash to the back of my hand, which had mercifully stopped before the vein (but I could see it pulsing with every heartbeat - how it didn't get cut, I'll never know). So I wandered inside and asked Dad for a plaster. He panicked, and started chasing me round the house with a bottle of Dettol to disinfect it! :lol Eventually Mum came to my rescue, and I was taken to A&E for stitches.
Then there was the time I set fire to my crotch with an angle grinder.... :rollin :rollin
The Deef's apprentice