Bloody Carpets

The carpets were fitted on Saturday. Twenty minutes after the fitter left the wifes' son came stumbling through the door with a gash in his head, dripping blood and looking like he was about to collapse in a heap on the floor. He made a beeline for the living room with the new beige carpet and I wasn't really being unsympathetic when I diverted him into the kitchen, (with the wipe clean tiled floor)! I really wasn't unsympathetic because I did spend half the evening in A&E with them.