My son's then girlfriend - now his wife - broke our bath by dropping a heavy bottle of conditioner in just the wrong place.

One year, my son broke the toilet seat on Xmas Eve. There I was at Tesco, in the checkout queue, with al the other blokes carrying frozen sprouts, gravy powder, cranberry sauce, stuffing mix - all the stuff you forget until the last minute - and me with a toilet seat under my arm! Then when I got home, I managed to crack a bath panel by falling on it while fitting said seat!