Smash!

We have been plagued with flies upstairs for the last two days. Everything is shut up at night so they must be coming from somewhere inside the house. It can only mean something, perhaps a gecko, has died unseen and hidden somewhere.I have been swatting them with Dulcie's fly swat and Will got some with the spray yesterday.There were a couple more flying around today so I went for the fly swat again. While pulling back a curtain to get a clearer shot, there was a loud clatter and then the awful sound of pottery breaking.On the old radiogram by the window Dulcie had a picture plate, on a plate stand, depicting a panda . It was a present from Danny. I had smashed it to pieces.No hole opened up to swallow me again.She was very gracious and understanding. "Accidents happen." She is right but they happened to me....again!Later Will took her off to have her hair permed down the road."Mind my plates." She chuckled and pointed at me as she went out of the door."I won't move off this sofa." I said.