I decided to nip into the ramshackle cottage as I was passing whilst driving home from work on Friday. I was alone, but knew the building well enough to deem it safe. I’d photographed the rear, and was making my was to the front, when I brushed against the shed. I must have knocked a reel of rigid fencing wire that was hanging on the outside or something (a branch?) must have pinged against it.
This shot the end of the reel, which was like a long metal rod straight down my ear canal. Literally straight down it. I heard a pop, and instinctively pulled my head away, sliding the rod out. I put my hand up to my ear, and it was gushing with blood. I started frantically clicking my fingers near my ear to see if I still had my hearing, and I could hear fine.
I drove as quick as I could to the nearest A&E, I arrived at 17:58 and they were still open. The nurse looked at me, then her watch and said, “Well, you wont get seen before 18:00, so we cant really see you. You best start driving to the next nearest A&E”
That’s over an hour away. So ”Bugger that” I thought, and I ran across to my doctors surgery, which happens to be a couple of hundred yards away - still pumping blood down my face, and they were kind enough to look at me even though they were closed.
The rod had made several rips right down my ear canal, before finally puncturing it 1mm shy of my ear drum. So I’m EXTREMELY lucky to still have my hearing! I went back this week, and they confirmed it’s not infected, and is healing well.
Lessons learned.
I think you may have got yourself explore invites for life too! 
