When I camp for a while in one place I take my 'cooking toolbox' with enough cutlery to cope with about a dozen and some basic gear; on another thread I've mentioned my preferences for 'sharp' knives to be sharp and the ones in the box are wrapped in a teatowel to keep them that way. Of course, I take this to Nariel.

Two or three years ago I was sitting reading when I was asked for something from my box, which was on the ground beside my chair. Without looking I just reached down into the box for it. Someone had left the chopper unguarded with its blade up and I took a deep cut just distal to the middle joint of the middle finger of my left hand.

"Bother!" I said, when I noticed it. I clamped the cut shut (with my other hand) before it started bleeding and asked the group around me for a first aid kit. In that group were;
two theatre nurses from Adelaide,
a hospital social worker from Canberra,
a volunteer rural ambulance officer from Marysville,
sundry first aiders from all over the place, and
me, from New England.

Mine was the only equipped first aid kit available, although Dave had the neat surgical tape that did the trick.

It was the paddlepop splint that made playing the concer a bit tricky but we managed OK.

Cheers, Rowan