Today I was listening to the BBC and heard one of the better maxims. If you aren’t getting cuts and grazes you probably aren’t having enough fun. True I heard this on CBBC in that three seconds while channel jumping, so they were talking to ten-year old’s. But I think it runs through and true to adults also.
When was it we’re supposed to stop the fun of scab picking. But then when was it I became so certain of my feet that I stopped having knees skinned raw. The primary requirement to the aforementioned scab picking. Was there a day. A week. Even a year. I don’t remember.
Anyhoo’s, a thought for the day.