I couldn't think of one and then scratched my knee and remebered the scar I've got from playing British Bulldogs in the playground at school. A boy called Gareth (proper 70s/80s schoolboy name) tackled me and I got a stone stuck in my knee that had to be pulled out with tweezers. Not that i dwell on it or anything...

.....just what came in to my head when I registered.
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