No, really it would, 100% and i couldn’t resist the title.
Riding back from visiting my mum along the canal path, could not have been more of a pootle, when some local youth decide it would be a right laugh to chuck something off of the canal bridge as I’m approaching. Whatever it was hit me towards the front of my skull causing a fairly instant gusher of a wound.
Just back from A&E where I got an inch and a half square of my hair trimmed, the wound cleaned up and glued. Fortunately there’s been no other symptoms so they let me come home.
Aside from the youth who were clearly little shits of the highest order, everyone else was brilliant, sat with me until help arrived, sorting out makeshift dressings and generally just being thoroughly decent.