Scars with historyYou'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.
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chthonic, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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Burnt headNot me but an old boss. Let me descibe the chap. He is a Chartered Engineer and is Manager of Project Engineering in a Chemical Refinery. We have to work very safely and carry out risk assessments for most of our tasks.
He was having a bonfire and decided to teach his 10 year old son how to relite a fire using a canister of petrol.
Next day he came to work with one eyebrow, a very red face and his hair looked like it had been cut by Crazy Meg. We found out later that his wife had tried to straighten up what was left of it.
His face still goes red when it gets cold.
The best bit was when he came into work on the monday we were all in a Health and Safety course discussing fires and explosions. Much sniggering and exagerated "So you wouldn't pour petrol on a fire" type comments to the course leader.
(, Mon 7 Feb 2005, 11:15, Reply)
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