Family Holidays
I'm sure those who have packed the kids and ancillary equipment in the car for a family beach holiday can picture this.
The car (a people mover) is packed, bikes mounted on the rack, kids (3) are strapped in. SWMBO is inside the house locking up. Start up the car with intent to move it out of the garage, notice the door ajar light is on. Check passenger doors; all closed. Track problem to the rear door.
Problem is, you can't open the rear door far because the bikes are in the way. The door needs a fair slam to close it properly. So, supporting self with left hand, lean between the car and bikes, open rear door as far as possible, close with all your might, jamming little and ring fingers of the left hand in the door.
Swear profusely!
Release door off fingers. Swear somemore!
We hadn't even left the house before having a major calamity!
The ring finger got off relatively lightly, but little finger was broken above the top joint. Nail root crushed. Repair work meant no swimming for five days. Bugger!
Could have been worse, I suppose.
Anyway, I'm back. Thanks to Mark for looking after the shop.
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ouch! what's SMWBO?
Are you not a Rumpole fan Mark?
Sorry about the fingers tony - I winced in sympathy and remembrance of the smashing effects of a sash window....
A sash window! Double ouch!
For those under 35: SWMBO = She Who Must Be Obeyed
ahh... better than She With Mighty Body Odour, which was one of the possibilities running through my mind. Can't remember ever seeing Rumpole, us GenXers rely on 'Yes, Minister' reruns for savvy Brit comedy.