So did I ever tell you the story of how my parents met? Nope. Well, there are two versions I guess. How? The story my Mum tells is: A group of idiots pushed her over while ice skating and my Dad heroically went over and helped her up. The story my Dad tells is: He paid a group of idiots to go push her over so he could go heroically help her up. ROFL I have been paid not to tell her.