One man's comedy is another man's tragedy.
One man's comedy is another
man's tragedy.
Even our own misfortune
can be a source of humour. Finding humour in misadventure is one of the great
Australian pastimes. Who hasn’t sat around the campfire and laughed with
friends about some disastrously calamitous incident in their past. I got out of
bed one night because I heard one of my kids cry. Now I know my way around my
own house, so why bother turning on a light? Unfortunately, the nickers I was
wearing lost their elasticity and chose that dark moment to hit the floor. I
staggered sideways, grasping for something to steady myself. My hand shot across
the duchess, sending a cascade of ornaments and junk flying across the room,
smashing onto the floor. I lurched back towards the dark doorway and smashed the
middle of my forehead into the half open door. As a flurry of stars swirled
around my head, I managed to reel out into the corridor where my foot landed
smack on one of my kids’ toy cars. The car shot down the hallway and smashed into
the wall. When I finally gathered my senses, and made it to my kids’ room… they
were both sound asleep.
Having a really
bad day? Everything going wrong? Never fear, next time you go camping you can
tell someone about it. Chances are in a few weeks’ time it will be comedy.
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