Braving the icy tundra of west London at the weekend I managed to lose my footing while traversing the icy plains/pavement. I was carrying a small child and successfully kept him off the floor while I flailed and fell and ripped a hug hole in my jeans and bloodied my knee. Arriving home five minutes later I fell again when I flew into the garden, angered at the dog's barking and slipped right over on the luge run /garden path.
People, take care out there.
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I winced in fraternal pain when I saw this.
Good work, cushioning/saving the life of your child.
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