Guest Mundane post ...
I had a glass of OJ last night before going to bed and left the glass at the top of the stairs to take down this morning. I then went to bed and set about finishing last week's Hebden Bridge Times cryptic crossword. By the time I had done that, the drink had worked its way through me so I hopped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I took the newspaper with me and tossed it across the landing in the dark, ready to be taken downstairs for recycling in the morning ...
Hang on - GLASS! Too late ... I heard the pint glass tumble down the stairs one tread at a time. It sounded like it might stop before reaching the tiled floor of the kitchen, but then - KERSMASH!
I am about to go down there to clear up. Trouble is - my sandals are beyond the broken glass. I definitely do not want to cut my feet walking about on that floor so I will have to be careful to pick up every last shard. Warfarin and broken glass are not a good combination ...