Pressure Pop!

So I'm working away on project stuff in the office when I hear a bang, swiftly followed by profanity. Got into the kitchen to discover the soup my OH was making in the pressure cooker was dripping from the ceiling and splattered all over the place. Fortunately he was ok, except for a dented pride, and now we are looking for an alternative for tea.
Cleaning it up caused much hilarity - thank goodness we both have a sense of humour!