I was home later last night after a meeting so rather than eating with the little Brinksters we put them to bed as usual and then Mrs Brinkster and myself took a couple of cod fillets and weaved our particular brand of magic on them. Never slaves to the recipe book, which suggested "a pinch of chilli flakes", we decided to put a whole chilli in there and while I was thinking a little one Mrs Brinkster produced a rather large red one. Not being one to argue I cut it in half and removed the seeds with my fingers, which is where it all started to go wrong. Having had a cold since Saturday morning I could discern an approaching sneeze so I retrieved a tissue from my pocket and soon discovered an interesting fact, which is that tissues are a better barrier for germs than they are for chilli 'juice'. It took only a few moments to discover this interesting fact and I then proceeded to hop around the kitchen, nostrils aflame, for several minutes but I realised that thoroughly washing my hands wasn't going to undo the damage and I didn't fancy squirting water up my nose either so I endured the strangely painful situation throughout the rest of the evening.
Coincidentally my cold's a lot better this morning.
Did I tell you about the time I went to the toilet just after applying "Deep Heat" rub?