My three siblings and I were at home on New Year's Eve together, years ago. Mum had gone out to a party thrown by Al-Anon - the group for families and friends of alcoholics - with her new bloke, who was a recovering alcoholic. All very worthy, her helping him through it etc, and the party was, obviously, alcohol free and family friendly. The kids had all been given tubes of Smarties and the lids were everywhere. Mother and new man were dancing, and she slipped on one and landed on her face, no time to put her hands out, and put her teeth through her lip, smacked her nose and had to go to A&E.
At home, we got the phone call from him at the hospital, and sat waiting for them to come home, trying not to think about it. Anyway, he helped her in like some old dear, holding her elbow, walking at a snail's pace etc. The minute she looked up at us, we all fell about laughing. Her mouth was swollen like a bird's beak and she had stitches everywhere. SHE found it funny, which we all knew she would, but she couldn't laugh!! HE hit the roof and proceeded to tear us all off a strip, which made it so much funnier.
Next morning, she had two cracking black eyes and was still swollen, but still found it funny. To top it all off, at A&E they had asked how much she'd had to drink.........