Nick has topped off a bad day by fumbling a two-part curry sauce thing, and dropping the jar of paste. Which exploded into a suprisingly large number of glass and curry paste pieces.
I wander in to find out what happened, and carefully stay away from the carnage. Or so I thought. On stepping back out of the kitchen, my heel found the pointy end of a triangular piece of glass that had been flung most of the length of the kitchen.
Fortuantly, it went in rather than across, and only just far enough to draw blood.