I didn't laugh.

waking up this morning was courtesy of the smoke alarm. To be honest, I'm not at all clear what mum had done to set it off, but no flames were coming from the kitchen. As it was 6:35, I went back to bed.

The next awakening was at 7:15 when a cry for help emerged from the bedroom. Mum had fallen into her own wardrobe and was sitting among the shoes. I really did try very hard not to laugh, and just about succeeded.