Ma just told me that she has a skelf in the index finger of her right hand. She’s not sure when she got it. I wasn’t sure what it was until she explained that it’s a tiny sliver of wood or glass or maybe a thorn and it hurts like crazy.
I told the old gal she ought to walk around the streets on four bare paws and then she’d know what pain is all about.
I give mine a good old licking as a means of therapy so I’ve offered to treat he paw too.
Isn’t it strange though how a tiny thing can hurt if it’s right on a spot you use a lot. If that skelf had been on her elbow she’d maybe never have noticed.
Its presence however has resulted in me leaning a new word. For you who like me were unfamiliar with SKELF its of Scottish origin derived from Gaelic.
Now that I know it I’m going to use it as in just give me a skelf of cheese please!
See if you can find an opportunity to show off today too!
Blessing#2739-New Nouns
Booming Banter 