There’s a Head in my Bucket

After work this afternoon I sat in the garden with Bunny and Leftwing Idiot. It was a beautiful evening. The three of us had our feet in large buckets of cold water while we chatted. Midway through a conversation a fit started and I silently curled over and tipped forwards.

The short ending to this story is that I ended up in the bucket.

For those of you who’d like more detail, it was like this: as I started to fit my muscles tensed and I tipped forward in slow motion. My legs and shoulders folded into the bucket. The bucket tipped up with me inside and the water emptied over me as I lay flailing on the ground.

Leftwing Idiot and Bunny were quick to help. Afterwards Bunny kept doing an action replay of my dive, and giggling.

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