Tuesday, 8 April 2008


I'm going to have to speak to myself about Health and Safety at work...maybe I could put myself on a course. I'll have to get posters of course, and an Accident Book; goodness knows how many laws I'm contravening....

(curse digital photography...how old my hand looks...where's that handcream?)
I caught it under the mould as I was pressing a badge. I did say a few naughty words, but no one heard...'cept the whole street! I should sue myself for allowing me to become distracted while in charge of the press. Where were the warning notices that the machine moved downwards while being operated eh, eh? Goodness me, I've only been using it for 18 months...where's my training?

Stoopid Moo

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