It's been an odd few days since Nat had a go; it's left me angry and depressed but I'm the adult so eventually I'm going to have to deal with it. The X-Box and upstairs PC are off limits for a week. We'll have to see see how it go's; he strategically avoided me on Saturday, first going to the pictures, with Jacob and Brandon to see the Prince of Persia then spending the remainder of the day at Jacob's house.
There was very nearly a third hospital casualty when Monty bounded into Deb's hand and she thought he'd broken it. Luckily not but she's in quite a bit of pain. This wasn't to be Monty's only attempt to utilise NHS resources today. Later that evening he wanted to go out for a wee; I let him out and was getting a few beers to put into the fridge when he came bounding back. DO NOT MIX - narrow back alleyway, a crutch, hand full of tinnies and mad Labrador. I went flying, stuck out my left arm to grab wall, missed, arm slid down brickwork then scrapped against the wooden box, where we keep fire wood, before I managed to grab something and regain my balance. End result - left arm looks like it's just been to an Emo convention where it was the main exhibit.
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