This weekend I was dragging a tree trunk around the garden. Not for pleasure; I was doing a bit of clearing out. I got distracted when I  walked into a spider's web. As a result I dropped the tree trunk  onto my toe. Making whimpering noises, I went and told my boyfriend (because  sympathy noises make pain more bearable). He was up a ladder steaming  wallpaper off a wall, but got distracted by the whimpering noises and so  got dripped on by the steamer.
Slapstick isn't so funny when you play a starring role...


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