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In my office, by the front door is an occasional table. It's square, birch effect and about 18 inches high. Me and the occasional table have had a good relationship over the last five years. It's let me stand on it to hang Christmas decorations, it's been the gatekeeper of number files and booklets, but today that's all changed.

I was walking past said table this morning when it jumped up and attacked me. ATTACKED ME! I can't explain it. There's no way I could have walked into it. I've walked past it about a million times. I definitely wasn't as rubbish to have walked into it. Oh no.

I've been left with a massive egg of a bump just under my kneecap so my left leg now has two kneecaps, I can't bend my leg and driving home tonight absolutely killed. (I took the route back with the least gear changes).

Suffice to say the occasional table and I are no longer on speaking terms.

In other news
I'm going to give Bonekickers a try. ( Why? )

Illustrated thoughts on Doctor Who 4x13

My illustrated review is a little bit epic this week. But stick with it because I'd like your comments on some of the plot points.

( Are we supposed to go and play outside now? )