Everybody needs good neighbours

This picture represents my latest stuff of nightmares. Christmas Eve night, children fast sleep in bed, awaiting the arrival of the big chap himself, presents laid out and the box to this beauty opened.

Part way through cue exasperated tones as we discovered this needed both repeated hammering and the use of a drill. The manufacturers clearly never factored in poor parents on Christmas Eve trying to assemble gifts under cover of dark... Our poor neighbours!