Winton: trips over bath-towel and falls, bringing his lower ribs down hard onto the lip of the step out of the bathroom. Wails.
Mummy: cradles naked Winton.
Clara: Stands in her bedroom doorway apprising the goings on, then with impressive pouty mou-facedness, slams the door as hard as she can.
Mummy: "Clara! What was that for? Your brother hurt himself."
Clara [angrily, through keyhole]: "Winton always gets all the best hugs!"