Smashing

I must remember to go out and buy a replacement fluorescent tube for the kitchen. The old one, the remains of which can be seen in this photo, tragically met its demise on Wednesday evening.

We were squashing cardboard boxes flat to go into the recycling bin. Seperately, CL1.1 is going in for his grading soon at our martial arts club, but he is lacking a bit in a couple of areas, namely his kicks, and his 'yells' ('kihap', roughly translated as 'spirit/energy yell'). So I figured we'd combine box flatting with a bit of practice. So I thought I'd name the kick and hold the box, and get CL1.1 to attempt to destroy it

Thing is though, of course I had to demonstrate one of the kicks I know will be in his test (because I did the same test just a few weeks ago). The jumping front kick. So I got wife to stand sideways on, holding the box at arms length, at head height. I made sure the kids were clear. I checked all directions to make sure nothing could break and nobody could get hurt. All directions that is except for the most obvious, straight up. So, I jumped as high as I could, and kicked my best kick, and BOOM, total darkness. Nobody was hurt.

I fully expected to be in the doghouse, but no, wife just seemed to look at me sympathetically, like I was just a poor fool

 

oh dear! glad no one was hurt x

 

I just wish you'd caught it on camera

 

This is true. Next time I upset the mafia or the triads, I'll soon sort it out. As long as someone is willing to hold a cardboard box for me, and there is a strip light directly overhead.