In which Randolph almost dies by misadventure with a microwave

It has been said that I am the luckiest person I know, not least because I keep avoiding death by misadventure. At times I feel like Devon Sawa in Final Destination. One evening in November 2017, my lovely husband made dinner as usual, before going off to work at the hospital. It was chicken, and … Continue reading In which Randolph almost dies by misadventure with a microwave