When I was about 12 I used to walk around with my hands in my pockets all the time
So when I slipped going up the stairs in the local WH Smiths I was left with no option but to use my face to cushion the fall into the metal step edge. The embarrassment was worse than the injury in the end.

Alt: I'm not keen on puddings, I'm the one wanting to signal for the bill after the main course. Apple Pie and CUSTARD would be the boring answer.
( Bill Clay a.k.a. Claudio, Thu 16 Jun 2011, 13:12, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

I walked into one of those concrete lampposts doing the same thing when I was about 7
Scuffed head and then sore arse from hitting the floor
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Thu 16 Jun 2011, 13:13, Reply)

I did that too, thanks to a stupid 'not stepping on cracks' obsession I had at the time

( Bill Clay a.k.a. Claudio, Thu 16 Jun 2011, 13:15, Reply)

I was in a nark with my Mam over having to go to school and not play Lego any more I think
Hence not looking where I was going
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Thu 16 Jun 2011, 13:16, Reply)

embarrassment is definitely worse
I slipped on a tennis ball at tennis camp and fell, feigned a sprained ankle so I wouldn't have to face the humiliation of going back
( Lisette von Falcon, Thu 16 Jun 2011, 13:14, Reply)

"this one time, at tennis camp"
I hope you weren't taught by my brother... he spent a couple of summers in Georgia as a tennis camp instructor..
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Thu 16 Jun 2011, 13:38, Reply)