Another one
About eight years old, and getting out of the car. Decide it would be a good idea to try to put the lock button down through the gap between the front of the rear door, and the metal bit that separates the rear door from the front door.

Cue brother slamming car door as he gets out, and a well broken finger, bent back at about 90 degrees on the middle knuckle, very very painful. Off to hospital to get it sorted, lots of morphine and screaming as the nurse bent it back into place and splinted it up.

Fast forward two weeks, and my mother slams the same hand in the front door, breaking three fingers including the heavily mutilated one.

My finger developed a massive lump (about half the size of a golf ball) on the middle finger of my left hand, which is still there twenty two years later.

It is very ugly, and I can see people on the bus/tube etc. staring at it. Luckily, my girlfriend claims that it is very useful.

I'm at work, but i'll try to add a photo later.
(buggerlugs fold staple mutilate, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 14:32, Reply)