Courage

We were away at the weekend with friends. I thought I’d try to help in the kitchen. I was cutting an onion. It was a slithery one. I cut my finger.

Not a large or particularly deep cut, but there was some blood and that was too much for me. I turned grey (I’m told), went from hot, sweaty and nauseous to cold, shivery and sleepy in a few moments and did not help in the kitchen any more. I wonder if I’m going to be brave enough for this adventure.

We won’t be having onions.

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