Mr BD got home from watching his rugby match. Rushed through the door shouting that he needed the loo, threw his coat over the end of the banister and ran to the downstairs loo. At that exact moment I was coming downstairs carrying a king size duvet which I was going to wash. My view of the stairs was slightly impeded and I managed to put my foot into his coat pocket and fell down the last two stairs. I was lying full length in the hall, thankfully well padded by the duvet, when he emerged from the loo and said in his best Gorden Kaye accent " What are you doing down there you stupid woman". Answers on a postcard please and I bet none of them match the reply he got from me. Unprintable!
Should have told him you fancied a spot of passion in the hall....were dashing down the stairs with the duvet to greet him.....well we need a bit of comfort too......
Mikey - I think I did advise him to get out of my sight rather quickly. I think the word "off" was used at one point but of course that was after the event.