I'm surprisingly unscarred
considering the hijinks I used to get up to. But my brother has has several, one of which I am responsible for.

I threw a toy plastic Sindy sink at him. It gouged out part of his head, caused gallons of blood to spurt forth and led to a night waiting to be stitched up in the cottage hospital. This was when he was about 3, he's now 28 and still has a bald patch.

He also made a pickaxe fall on to his bonce from a height, again making blood flow freely and resulting in a bald patch in an interesting shape.

He also fell from quite high up in a tree on to a sharp stake of wood, which had had put there himself not moments before. It stopped short of actually piercing him and scraped up the side of his stomach leaving an impressive scar.

Made of rubber and iron, my bro, and luck.
( warmfuzzies Isn't here, Fri 19 Sep 2008, 13:03, Reply)