Scars with history
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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I think I'm the only person to have ever fallen off of a football pitch.
A few years back at a family holliday in Cornwall, we were staying at the Mullion holiday park and the staff had challenged the holiday makers to a game of football. Everything was going fine, getting a few choice tackles in etc. when the ball was about to go out of touch. I ran for the ball and managed to back heel it, thereby saving the throw in. Unfortunately my speed meant that there wasn't any room for me to slow down before I collided with and went straight through the privet hedge that encircled the field. On the other side of the hedge was a six foot drainage ditch which I fell into knees first, resulting with a punctured knee cap, extreme embarassment at having to be pulled out and hours at Truro hospital....JOY!
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 13:56, Reply)
A few years back at a family holliday in Cornwall, we were staying at the Mullion holiday park and the staff had challenged the holiday makers to a game of football. Everything was going fine, getting a few choice tackles in etc. when the ball was about to go out of touch. I ran for the ball and managed to back heel it, thereby saving the throw in. Unfortunately my speed meant that there wasn't any room for me to slow down before I collided with and went straight through the privet hedge that encircled the field. On the other side of the hedge was a six foot drainage ditch which I fell into knees first, resulting with a punctured knee cap, extreme embarassment at having to be pulled out and hours at Truro hospital....JOY!
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 13:56, Reply)
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