Heeeeed!
When I was a nipper, only about 3 months old, my elder brother still hadn't got over the fact there was someone else to share all the attention with. Mum says there was no way he could of been aiming for me but the fish knife he threw (yes, my mum let my 2 year old brother play with a fish knife) hit me all the same and embedded itself in my baby soft skull. Mum was to scared to remove it so she took me down to casualty looking like a demented Teletubby proto-type. There is a photo somewhere but I'm still a little disturbed that my mum took time to find the camera before taking me to the hospital.
(Let's all have an asbo, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 11:05, Reply)