<a href="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2017/12/bloody-fingerdec17.jpg"><img class="alignleft wp-image-4680 size-thumbnail" src="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2017/12/bloody-fingerdec17-150x200.jpg" alt="" width="150" height="200" /></a>As part of the continued expansion of my culinary skills I decided the other day to see what it would be like to cook a finger. Of course it had to be prepared first so I took a very sharp knife and sliced into it. I didn't allow for the rush of blood to the finger or away from the rest of my body.

In truth I was trying to separate two frozen minted lamb burgers when the knife slipped - 10% sharp knife and 90% stupidity. As someone who takes a small dose of aspirin every day, when I bleed I bleed well, and I was quite surprised, nay shocked, at how much blood there was. I eventually staunched the flow and wrapped it up. Of course I should have phoned the neighbours for help but that would have been a "show of weakness" which I wasn't going to allow. An interesting ex<img class="alignright size-thumbnail wp-image-4683" src="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2017/12/brave-today-200x200.png" alt="" width="200" height="200" />

perience and there will be even more "fun" when I unwrap it but not now. I'll ask nurse Lucie to help with that because I know it's going to hurt.

And to prove what a brave boy I am somebody sent me this sticker...