I cracked my head open on the town hall ... I think I'm a bit late for this thread, but I didn't see any injuries like this. I'll just include it for prosterity.

1975 and the Wombles have bought their live stage show to Whangarei, the Town Hall no less. After the show we streamed out of the Town Hall. I was singing, and if memory serves me correctly (it seldom does) dancing along to "Underground overground". Choosing to bend down to collect "litter" right on the corner of the building. My head connects with the wall, and I pull back to rub it. It takes a moment for the screaming to begin. Not me, the rest of the preschool crowd, all hyped up on the Wombles but suddenly confronted by the sight of blood, and plenty of it, streaming out of my head and down my face. Cue pandemonium, I am plucked from the crowd, and thanks to the quick thinking actions of a passer by, who happened to have a roll of toilet paper in her basket, the bleeding is stopped. The family GP worked in the building next door, so I was marched up the street, and received 5 stitches. At school I was known briefly as the "girl with the head filled with toilet paper". It effectively cured me for life of dancing in public, although I still love the wombles ...