Our grandson has been going on about us having outside christmas lights like we had at our old house. Since breaking his back my OH can not do stairs or steps of any kind, so anything involving stairs or heights is down to me. So we set out to put the damn things up. We borrowed a neighbours step ladder and dragged them and lights outside. I put the ladder up (Only 2 steps) against the wall, climbed on and tried to reach gutter. To far away. Moved steps nearer and tried again. Perfect just needed to stretch up. At this point OH puts his hand on my back to steady me (very loving). Then the steps suddenly move, I had actually put them on the soil and they sank in. Husband reaches for me, gets knotted up with the bloody steps that I have kicked away and we both go crashing on to our front lawn. As we are laughing so much.as no damage done to either of us and still laying on the lawn tangled in lights and a step ladder, we both realise that there seems to be a lot of cars in the road.
Unbeknown to us the water board who are laying new pipes in our village
have stopped any traffic getting down the street whilst the tarmac lorry turns around and there is a queue of about 6 cars parked on the street watching the entertainment. Being shyer than me OH gets himself free from the mess and starts looking busy collecting lights. I just don't care any more.amd wave to the bloody spectators and go indoors for coffee and a lie down. We finally got the things up but that's it is i am finished with christmas. They didnt really look perfect but at this stage as long as they lit up we didnt care. Bah humbug