I was walking back from the beach last month, carrying my two year old daughter in my arms
In an unfortunate series of events that all happened in the blink of an eye, I stepped in a pothole I hadn't seen, and dropped to my knee, the inside of my arm caught on a standing pole, ripping my bicep and causing me to throw my little girl forwards. she went down with the back of her head hitting the street. I rushed to check on her but she wasn't moving, as I lifted her I saw an unluckily placed cube of stone right where her head would have impacted. I'm a tall bloke and when I thought about the impact, "Fuck, I've killed me daughter" was what went through my mind. She moved a bit as I raced on foot with her in my arms to find a hospital. Anyway, to cut a long story short, after a nervewracking day of scans and waiting, it turned out she wasn't dead, and wasn't going to see out her days in a persistent vegetetive state while I drank myself to death because of the guilt, but just had a concussion. It was a relief.
( cumquat may will not be commenting further on the allegations, Thu 20 Dec 2012, 20:49, 2 replies)

Who'd be a parent, hey cumquat?

( Herb Alpert's Taxi Driver I have very beautiful lips, Thu 20 Dec 2012, 20:55, closed)

Argh!
How was your arm?
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Fri 21 Dec 2012, 12:14, closed)