A few years earlier I got a huge cut on my forehead playing rugby. Today it turned out to generate a big relief in the time of need.
During a rugby tackle in 2010 I collided with a 17 year old, Australian, exchange student in our team. The coach cursed me loudly thinking he would have to phone the young lads mother saying that her son was dead. It was a great smash indeed and it felt as I knocked out all his teeth. But he shrugged me off and continued playing the game without a scratch. Everyone got surprised that it was my head that had burst open.
I got X:ed once again by a team mate, a nasty habit they’ve practised on me for over 20 years. At least this time I didn’t get kicked in the head. It was just a mutual tackling incident that added to my other +50 stitches in the face. But these were the least attractive ones.
Busy busy busy
I almost missed the expiration date from the insurance company to file for compensation. Today I received a rather large cash injection from this that will help finance my expanding expenses of getting the TreKorv hot dog to production online.