switch the lights on next time...
When i was a student way back, I was sneaking out of the house early to go to Football or Hockey practice on a Saturday morning.

The house was one of those 70s throw backs with an open stair case and those awful non-solid doors.

In the half light i tiptoed downstairs holding all my kit attempted to walk into the kitchen as the door was wide open and BANG! I walked straight into the door.

Seconds past as I swore quietly but ferociously. No noise from upstairs. Good, I haven't woken everyone else up. Off to town then.

Carefully opening the door, grabbing crash hat and off to the practice pitch.

About half an hour later the phone rang - 'Twicey, what did you do to the door?'

- 'Nothing just walked into it, hard!'

- 'It's got a hole in it the dog can walk through'

- 'Fuck!'

Apparently my knee, toe and hockey stick had passed through the door.

We lived for about 4 months with a kind of reverse stable door, so no bottom section and a complete top section that still shut. This lead to many more injuries - mainly drunken.

Apologies for lenght - I think the stick was about 4ft.
(twiceydrinker hmmm is it pint time?, Tue 28 Jul 2009, 9:34, Reply)