Johnny has a frequent grumble about ICT lessons - he complains that the teacher constantly repeats himself on matters of internet safety - don't give your real name (oops), never meet anyone in real life who you only know from the Internet (busted), never go onto a website that you don't already know about (really?). I can quite see how the poor child is conflicted given the sensible messages from school and the flagrant disregard of all of them by his blogging mother.
But this morning, our modern, technology fuelled life bit back.
Let me share the cautionary tale - it's Saturday of a luxuriously un-busy Bank Holiday weekend. I awaken shortly after 7, but there is no need to leap up. It might be nice to loaf in bed with a cup of tea and catch up on a few blogs. But the other half of the bed is empty. Hubby has already got up and has clearly headed downstairs. Damn. I have two options - get up and make my own tea (but the bed is warm and cosy) or yell downstairs and ask him to make me one (but at least one of the children is still sleeping and I don't want to wake them up).
Then an idea dawns on me. My phone is downstairs, but hubby's iPad is next to the bed. I could facetime him and ask him to make the tea. Cunning plan, eh? I thought so. So I call my phone. I hear ringing, then a scuffle, then a thunk, then a pause and an "Ali iiii".
I go downstairs. There is blood dripped liberally across the kitchen floor. Hubby is standing in the utility room. He does not look good.
Turns out that when the phone rang, he jumped up from the table to grab it before it woke anyone and smacked straight into the kitchen door, splitting his eyebrow open.
Needless to say, the sleeping child was awakened. And I ended up making the tea (sweet for him - he's not good with blood).
They just don't always warn you about the correct perils at school, do they?
Luckily he doesn't bear a grudge. Probably why we have been married for 20 years. That and the fact that he usually brings me a cup of tea without having to be asked...
Oops. Darn those open doors. Ax
Posted by: Magic Bean | 19 April 2014 at 21:21
I'm laughing and laughing. The poor man. He's a gem, he really is. And well done for owning up. I would have rung off and claimed ignorance. Which I'm pretty adept at doing. I do hope you all have a good Easter. Try and take things easy.
Posted by: CJ | 19 April 2014 at 22:20
Oh dear.. Hope he's recovered. How is the door?
Posted by: rusty duck | 20 April 2014 at 00:34
As I was reading I thought you had been scammed! I hope hubby is ok!
Posted by: Jillian | 20 April 2014 at 00:38
Ooopps - Poor hubby! Happy Easter
Posted by: Aussie Mum | 20 April 2014 at 06:48
oh no. that is too funny and too awful at the same time x glad he's ok. love that he usually brings you tea, definitely a keeper.
Posted by: driftwood | 20 April 2014 at 07:54
Your poor husband is surely destined for Sainthood!
Posted by: ravingdave | 20 April 2014 at 09:13
Very relieved that it's only a bloody husband and not some vile internet scam. Never go to a website you don't know about, seriously?
Posted by: Sue | 20 April 2014 at 09:14
First of all I was really worried that you'd been caught out on some awful internet thing, then as I read on I was relieved that it was just your husband bumping his head... and then I thought crikey, what's the matter with me... bumping his head could have been really serious. So now I'm relieved to hear it's all okay in the end. I hope you brought him a cuppa this morning!
Posted by: Gina | 20 April 2014 at 10:33
OUCH! Hope all is well now and that he heals up quick :o)
Posted by: Sew Create It - Jane | 20 April 2014 at 19:47
Poor hubby - I would have thought it was much more dangerous to (for instance) meet up with me & other bloggers for a picnic than to call DH from another room, but apparently, I was wrong! LOL
Posted by: Kate | 20 April 2014 at 23:51
We only message each other; no injuries so far!
Posted by: Laura | 21 April 2014 at 02:15
Sorry to hear about his eye and I hope he's ok now.
That said I laughed and laughed. Modern technology has so many perils we never think of!
Posted by: Angel Jem | 21 April 2014 at 14:23
Sorry to hear about his eye and I hope he's ok now.
That said I laughed and laughed. Modern technology has so many perils we never think of!
Posted by: Angel Jem | 21 April 2014 at 14:24
Sorry to hear about his eye and I hope he's ok now.
That said I laughed and laughed. Modern technology has so many perils we never think of!
Posted by: Angel Jem | 21 April 2014 at 14:28
Ouch! Poor Guy! I suppose you could have taken a picture to forward to Johnny's teacher so the lessons could be expanded? And do be careful of those blog meetups -- you know how dangerous people who work with needles can be!
Posted by: Thimbleanna | 22 April 2014 at 11:29
The hidden dangers of technology... who would have though!
Hope he's feeling better.
Posted by: monica | 23 April 2014 at 07:56
Shit happens. grin.
Posted by: Paola | 26 April 2014 at 09:20
Hi there, just catching up. As others have said, who would have thought that a phone could be so dangerous! I hope that you had a better weekend! xx
Posted by: Amy at love made my home | 28 April 2014 at 10:25
Oh dear, poor hubby!
Posted by: Isabelle | 28 April 2014 at 19:49
I didn't mean to laugh, honest! Hope your hubby is ok :)
Posted by: Lazylol | 09 May 2014 at 21:46
This post was my introduction to your blog. I haven't laughed so much for a long time.....sorry about your poor hubby but even a few years ago we would never have thought of phoning downstairs. I do hope his poor head is better.
Regards
Peta Cowan
Posted by: Peta Cowan | 15 May 2014 at 03:11