Wednesday, 12 August 2009

Wrecking ball

8.07am and Man Show already has a brand-new visible bump on his head, to go with the other eight or so.

Okay, not eight. Two. But STILL.

I also – seriously – caught him in mid-air as he was falling between the chair he'd climbed up on, and the table he was trying to climb up on, and I think I had my first heart attack.


  1. I'm guessing you don't get to sit down and relax too often.

  2. It's true... "not often" has almost turned into "never". I like to tell myself it's just a phase, just a phase... Delusion is my friend.