This is what your face and thumb look like if you come off your scooter at high speed. 😦
I came in from work around 8pm last night, as usual, and gave Millie a kiss good night.
“I came off my scooter,” she told me, switching her lamp on to run through each and every injury she’d taken.
It took a couple of minutes to check them and give each one a kiss.
But she was jolly matter-of-fact about it all, which made me proud. “You look more like you’ve fallen off the roof than off a scooter,” I joked.
“I look like I’ve got a beard,” she joked back. 🙂