23 May 2012
I was once at the house of a friend when my friend's mother foolishly placed her cup of tea on the banister (you know those little round bits that seem perfectly suited to holding tea cups?) I leapt with gusto down the stairs, my hand sliding down the banister, not seeing the tea, when my friends mum called a warning but it was too late. The cup shot of the banister, flew down the stairs, bashing between wall and spindles. Tea went everywhere, but amazingly the cup remained in tact. Phew!
Of Leaps And Spilt Tea • Opuss № I