I promised myself I wasn't going to do too many posts about kids and parenting on this blog, but, well here goes. Any parent of young children knows about picking your way across the living room avoiding toys (treading on a Lego brick with bare feet is widely recognised as one of the worst types of pain there is). Well, sometimes there are casualties. Last night, luckily while the kids were in bed, I was walking across the living room when I felt a heart-stopping crunch under foot. I looked down and, frankly, it was too tragic to be believed.
I decapitated Buzz Lightyear. He looks beyond repair too. He's finally gone to infinity and, indeed, beyond. So far the loss has not been noticed, but I'm already scanning eBay for a replacement.
