Fellow Creaky GGs,
It's a little disquieting to realize that I have been on this list for very
nearly half my life. This thread has brought us to our natural zenith of
self-actualization in that we have become The Four Yorkshiremen (your
colleagues, Richard) from Monty Python. A proud moment indeed.

A not so proud moment was when I cut my middle fingertip to the bone when I
was brushing shavings from the benchtop with my left hand, while still
holding a very sharp patternmaker's chisel in my right hand. The good news
is that it didn't require stitches, as the cut was so clean it sealed back
up after I kept pressure on it for thirty minutes and then closed it up
with crazy glue. The blood flow to the middle finger is impressive.

Best,
Paddy