So I was at the local refuse tip emptying large plastic bags full of leaves and chunks of cherry tree I'd had to cut down. The place was -very- busy and I was aware of the queues of cars full of junk waiting to get in. The skip was parked rather high up but there was a metal barrier by it which I had to climb on in order to be able to reach over the skip. As plastic bags aren't allowed in that skip I had a stanley knife with me in order to slit the bags open. Of course this never works cleanly and my "always cut away from you" policy soon got dumped. Result! A 3" slice down my left wrist! I just stared at it a while.... I waited a second or two - I could see a nice clean red line bleeding away...Expecting a sudden spurt of blood then lights out I glanced at a woman who was emptying her rubbish alongside me. Holding my arm up I said (for no reason I can recall) "this looks good doesn't it". To which she replied, "yes, I must get some of them plastic bags myself"! Hah hah - I did laugh. She then went on to ask me if she could have some of the larger bits of cherry wood - which I was delighted to give her :-) Fortunately the cut, while deep, didn't touch any artery/vein. Phew.
The moral of this story is:-
-Never break your own safety policies
-Never carry a sharp knife
-Never cut a cherry tree (it was a very nice tree in it's time, but it was in fact, dead)
-Never visit a council tip, they are dangerous places
-If you're doing something dangerous, never stand next to a woman
- (Add you're own moral telling me what an idiot I am)
Well, that it. A true story. Take care out there and have safe and Happy Christmas.