If I were to describe the extent to which I am familiar with door opening, I would probably choose the word "very". After some 24 years of opening doors - my parents rightly believed that treating me like an adult from day one was the only way to get me interested in such things as going outside and leaving my room for dinner - I feel comfortable in claiming to be very experienced in the practice.

So you can imagine my surprise yesterday when I opened the front door right over my foot, removing a good layer of skin and potentially causing several sizeable bruises. I have no idea how I did that.