in the late 80s my brother burnt his hands pretty badly (tripped while jumping the embers of a bonfire, the prick). if was in hospital for a few weeks with the bags over his hands and plastic form things to stop him developing permanently clenches fists.
We went in one evening to find him absolutely covered in chocolate. I mean covered like a toddler after a kilo of dairymilk. Turned out he'd gotten munchied with no visitors to help him and managed best if could with his paws. Oh how we laughed.
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Thu 10 Nov 2011, 13:28, Reply)