Yes, Gentle Readers! By popular demand I bring you this week's Broken Item.
I present to you, Moses:
We owned a small house in Halifax when the girls were just babies so Moses was relegated to our bedroom. One night, very late, after everyone was asleep, the phone rang. Now I don't know about you but when the phone rings in the middle of the night, it scares me to death. Husband leapt out of bed in a single bound, ran to get the phone and smashed his toes into poor old Moses. He crashed to the ground with a resounding thud. ( Moses I mean.)
He's a garden statue for heaven's sake! However, he lives on in our living room. Broken but not defeated.
p.s. The husband's toes healed up nicely.