I've been impressively clumsy this past week. Even by my standards impressive. My all round lovely caring type lady wanted to know how I'd got what she thought to be spaghetti bolognaise glued in an attractive splatter pattern across the kitchen tiles. I have no idea how it happened but was able to confirm the suspicious substance as cat food.
Happily there was no cat food involved in this particular injury. Big reminded me recently that just because I can't feel it doesn't mean it won't burn. I really should listen to him more closely, he's a wise, wise man. Instead, ouch!! The culprit was a hot water bottle with a thick fleecy cover.