Ouch

The boy came a cropper tonight.

Some form of random running about, tig, or chases, resulted in a skid on some grass and tumble onto some tarmac. The injury was formidable as was the braveness of the boy.

Lesser parents may have suspected at least a blood transfusion or at worst an amputation may have been necessary. Fortunately, we've been here before. So the triage unit was dispatched immediately, resulting in the decision that a thorough cleaning and dressing would avert the aforementioned likely outcomes.

The wet-wipes were deployed, (would have been a scrubbing brush in my day) the Savlon (other antiseptic creams are available) liberally applied and dressing plus plasters (because of the surface area involved) administered. A bandage was dismissed as being 'just too much' by the boy.

Anyhoo, suffice to say, he lived to tig another day.