Re: Shredded Knees :)
I had quite a few grazed knees, but my biggest risks were going as high as I could on my swing & then jumping off. I always landed on my feet but my mum hated me doing it, so the real pain was being told to go indoors & play with my dressing up dolls.Re: Shredded Knees :)
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Still have a scar on the sole of my left foot where I stood on a spike, a scar on my left knee where my brother stabbed me with a carving knife while acting the goat (something I've never let him forget ), a bullet sized hollow in my right buttock where I landed on another spike while re-enacting the recent episode of Batman at the pics (complete with duffle coat as a cape), and a two-inch scar on my head courtesy of a game of Murder Ball.Re: Shredded Knees :)
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Re: Shredded Knees :)
My mum always said I was a dirt magnet. If my knees weren't scabbed from climbing trees, crawling through pipes, or exploring air raid shelters, they would be red where my mum had scrubbed them with Vim!
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