Talking of violence I stood up and approached the TV as Mo was teeing up his first goal last night, as the ball hit the back of the net I threw my arms out in jubilation but hadn't noticed the missus who had followed me upto the TV, needless to say I hit her square in the mush and she hit the deck in agony and I was doing 180 degrees pirouettes between celebrating with the tv and checking on her. Even watching at home isn't safe.