Dad opened the cupboard door and the gas key fell onto the solid pewter (I think?) figurine of a minesweeper he got for 22 (I think?) years service in the army.
Somewhat surprised he put them aside to attempt to fix at some point and continued on his merry way putting up Christmas decorations. He put the fancy new garland on the mantlepiece where mum keeps the lovely Willow Tree figurines.
Managing to knock the head off the one I got mum for Christmas last year.