1. When i was about 13, i was ironing. I finished, and went to put the iron away in the other room. I carried it in my left hand. The door into the other room opened towards me, right to left. I opened it with my right hane. End result - a lovely triangular mark on the inside of my right wrist.
2. Master scubee must have been about 15 months old, and still in nappies. I had gone out for a (very) rare night out with work - a christmas do, if I remember correctly), leaving the Ex mr Scubee in charge of bedtime. Nappy change and the dirty one was wrapped properly (couldn't bollock him for that!) and dropped from the upstairs to the downstairs - normal process. I came home and decided that the quickest way to propell the orange bag to the back door was in true beckham style. Unfortunately, i hadn't noticed that the bag was right infront of the door frame. I broke two toes and i have never allowed myself to get that drunk again.
3. i went skiing- nuff said