Mum's 60th!

She likes embroidery and cross-stitch...

I was the only person not drinking that day, so I could taxi people to and from the house, being that they live in the sticks. The fact I wasn't drinking is relevant. Mum had an all-day party, so guests were coming and going all day. I was just putting some more coats upstairs, as the dutiful daughter does, but promptly went arse over tit on the way back down, missed about four or five steps and went smack into the corner of a wall at the bottom of the stairs. Blood everywhere - glasses and teeth survived, but I got a couple of shiners and a swollen nose to remember the event by.

Suffice to say, I shall never forget my mum's 60th.