Kerbstone-shaped imprint left in a forehead after the quick lie-down necessitated by 14 or so pints of Bulmers (or equivalent). A souvenir of a trip down amnesia lane.
Now, Father, dere's a half-crown for de church roof and a bag o' frozen peas for dat gutter-blessing ye have dere.
by Dermot O'Logical October 11, 2009