Got invited round to a mates for dinner, nice, then on my way out i was asked if i minded taking a bin bag down to th street, not a problem. So i pick up the bag and a mouse runs out, falls down one flight of tennement stairs (for those not knowing what edinburgh flats are like, thats about 3-4m, they have beig central stair wells, from top floor to the bottom).
the wee mousey seems fine and starts legging it back up the stairs to the top, only to find me standing there, with no possible way through the mouse does a sharp right, and goes straight off the edge, now this mouse does an awesome fall, and lands on the bottom step, a good 10m i guess, with an audilbe crunch, and the mouse, he don't move no more

but the sight of a wee mouse, free falling in total control will haunt me forever
