Tuftus

I think that it may be my time to share an experience that i had many years ago on this subject.

I was in the loosest possible term dating this young filly. She was a honey, however I knew that she was not all there so to speak.

I thought that I would see how it went and see if i could calm her down.

I was just about to go away on holiday with my parents to France and they were due to pick me up on the way. I thought it would be a good idea to spend some time with this young lady before i went away.

In hindsight, not so good an idea.

The evening went well and we had a good time, we had a few drinks... and she left the room.

And then I went in to the kitchen.

She had a serrated steak knife against her wrist.

I will never forget the sight that i saw next, as it seemed to happen in slow motion.

The way that skin and muscle separates and goes pure white before the blood comes rushing out is mind blowing. I know thats sounds sick. But to see that happen, i will never forget it.

Naturally i called 999 and took appropriate action, which hopefully saved her life, I never did get to wear that shirt again due to the blood stain.

She *was* a nutter, but I never saw that coming, espcially after a nice evening meal and drinks.

I hope that Jenny is alive and doing better than that these days...

So, maybe that elevates me somewhat from armchair status.