I have no point on one of my incisors.
I broke it off when I was swinging on a rope tree in the grounds of Cheltenham college, aged about five.

There was one rope that was the mental, suicidal one which no-one dared swing on. For some cretinous reason I decided to risk it when there weren't even any witnesses - when I was at the highest point I was gripped with fear, and let go.

I walked in the door at home with blood pissing out of my face, and the tip of my tooth embedded in my lower lip.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 4 May 2012, 12:36, 1 reply, 12 years ago)

The years from age 7-14 were spent doing this kind of thing
With more pointy sticks and fires.
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Fri 4 May 2012, 12:42, Reply)

I also very nearly neutered myself on the gear lever of a Raleigh Chopper.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 4 May 2012, 12:43, Reply)

I have no idea how I still have all my limbs

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Fri 4 May 2012, 12:44, Reply)