Split shin from a waterskiing (wakeboarding actually) incident. Could see the pure white bone for two inches, now just a scar. No it doesn’t have a name!
Never thought to name my scars... in fairness, I’d rather they weren’t there so not sure naming them would encourage them to go!
“Mary Ellen Moffat. She broke my heart.” (Jaws quote) Scared for life from all the Marys! I have a nice eyebrow scar. Courtesy of my big brother removing an eyebrow ring during a brotherly-love rumble. 2 on each shoulder that look like a shark attack, but like Hooper in Jaws, they are just from surgery. Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
Oh and another one about 4” long running from the top of my thumb up along the top of my wrist. Of all the other injuries I’ve had from outdoor activities it’s the most prominent, but it was from a much more mundane cause. Looks more serious than it was, worse than it appears in the photo, but in fact it was just a deep scratch. My ex- missus had put an egg in the microwave. Thinking it had been in a while I said “how long did you put it in for?” “Three minutes” she says. “WHAT??!!!” I say.. I quickly open the door, it’s still intact. “That’s how long it takes to boil one not to microwave one!” I say, laughing. “Lucky it didn’t explode!” I wait a few seconds then reach in gently to pick it up, at which point it explodes. Instinctively I recoil and pull my hand back, catching it on the sharp edge of the plastic latch. I haven’t named it, but I know to the day when I got it as we’d just got back from my Dad’s funeral 8 years ago.
I have never put an egg in the microwave... that’s an experiment for one day when I feel mischievous!
2. Broken forearm, mountain bike. 11 screws, 2 plates. Very faint now, as tattooed over them both. One on knee from head on with a lorry, on my Suzuki er50, when I was 16.So small, can’t really see it. Bent the bike and knocked the engine sideways. Mental scars from previous girlfriends.
