Minor Mishap #5

My friend Kelly lives with 3 other people and most of the furniture belongs to Andrew - a lovely guy from Aberdeen. The first morning we were at Kelly's, Mum was using the computer and I wanted to sit next to her to view what she was doing. I spied a lovely 3-legged chair made of wood where the three legs had been carved out of one piece of wood, but made to lock together in a plaited/celtic type fashion. I began to sit down.

Before I could sit down completely I heard a loud craaaaack!... and I fell to the floor in total shock.

Mum proceeded to point and laugh and ask why I had sat on a table.

I was so terrified that I had just destroyed a family heirloom, and didn't have a chance to tell Andrew until the evening, so was boiling in my guilt and fear all day. I was quite vividly envisioning the wrath of a Scottish temper.

However, Andrew showed no sign of concern, and pointed out that the table should be able to be fixed with glue quite easily, and apparently it was a cheap table and fell apart all the time.

Sorry Andrew!

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(and Judy)