You know how some events are impossible to replicate? Like that time your friend shoots a ball of paper into the basket and it’s an absolutely lousy shot but it hits three things in the room and ends up in the basket anyway. Or a fork gets knocked off a plate and a little piece of cake flies into the air ends up in someone’s cup of tea. You could try and repeat it but you just know it’s useless because the biggest variable is the accident – you didn’t mean to do it.
I am talking about that kind of event.
We’d just finished dinner and feeling replete, I moved to a comfy chair with a full glass of red wine. I sat my wine on the magazine stacked side table. OK, so this was slightly lazy, I usually do get a proper drinks’ coaster and if I had, perhaps I would have realised what looked like a flat surface tilted my glass like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. With a two second delay it… Well, you can probably imagine.
Except the accident-stars aligned.
I’d placed the glass in just the right spot, at just the right height with the magazines tilted at just the right angle for the glass to elegantly topple with pike headlong towards a pair of my husband’s shoes. Not only did the glass not break, but his shoe (just the one) filled with red wine. Barely a splash of it touched the carpet or the furniture and contained itself almost exclusively within the shoe’s cosy plush lining.
In a funny, odd, inappropriate kind of way, I found this quite amusing. Cleanup involved not much more than carrying the shoe into the kitchen and pouring the contents into the sink. Which is a slight exageration because I also crammed his shoe full of absorbent paper and stood in it for a few minutes before filling it up with bicarb. But that image spoils the story.
I would have taken a photo but my husband wasn’t finding it quite so hilarious. He did a lot of huffing about, worried he’d end up with one red-tinted shoe that constantly eminated a nose of wine.
Do you have an improbable event? Please share.