You have my sympathy - eating and in some cases preparing food can indeed be a hazardous undertaking.
I recently suffered a horrific injury at the metaphorical hands of a pan of custard. I was instructed by my wife to stir furiously as the heating operation neared completion, to avoid the custard adhering to the bottom of the pan thus impacting negatively on it's forthcoming interface with a bowl of apple crumble. Taking this delegated authority seriously, I leaned over to make a visual inspection, just at the point when a geyser of boiling hot custard erupted to the surface, exiting the pan at terminal velocity and splattering all over my right eye. The sensation of boiling custard on ones eyeball is impossible to describe; suffice it to say, I believe I was lucky to retain my sight.
Despite my brush with permanent disability, my wife laughed her arse off.
Bren
