This past week has seen more broken fingers than your average Kit Kat convention.
There may be an element of stupidity in proceedings or indeed an element of the elements – it’s been a tad chilly of late. But, in Craig’s case, who’s obviously the first candidate, it’s mostly stupidity.
He only had to use the big spanner to loosen the nut on the hydroform, which requires quite a bit of force if truth be told. However, it’s common knowledge round these parts that you have to use the flat of your palm because if the spanner slips off and you’re holding on to the blighter you’ve broken your finger.
Even though John reminded him, he still gripped said spanner like a novice Cambridge blue and I’m sure you can work out the rest. Thank God he did it late in the afternoon so he didn’t waste six hours at casualty during the day. If you’re going to break a finger at least do it on your own time!
Craig’s tears were barely frozen before Jasper then dropped a job on his hand and also broke one of his pinkies. Now Jasper, having served his time in the shipyards of Scotland, is made of slightly sterner stuff. Instead of demanding a lift to the hospital, he immediately went to pick up his next drawing.
Although, there are rumours he dropped his bottle of cooking sherry after his countrymen had tubbed the French at Murrayfield.
