Friday, April 07, 2006

Scars

I have two identical scars on my inner forearms. I feel the need to explain. The first one was an iron burn. I leaned across the ironing board to reach a fallen garment shortly after turning the iron on and left my arm resting against the iron whilst I did it. It heated up and, although I pulled my arm away it still got burned.

The matching scar? Thought you'd wonder. Unable to believe that such a slight touch on a recently-switched-on iron could burn me so, I briefly touched it with my other forearm.

I now look like a runner up in the world's worst self-harming championships. Suicide by iron burn? Slow. Very slow. Thank you for listening.

5 comments:

Martin said...

when did you get these scars?

St said...

One night this week. I think it might have been Tuesday.

Mark Berry said...

That is by far the funiest thing I have heard this year! Thankyou... after 7+ hours on a train carrying exactly twice as many people as it was designed for... you managed not only to bring a smile to my face but made me laugh outloud!

Finker said...

marvellous. your self disclosure (a la burning and nose-picking) is becoming scintillating reading. The next installment?

Quack said...

Hehe. Sounds exactly like something I would do.