Okay Mummies do you believe me now that someone (bags not me) has to organise the plastics cupboard? When M Kaz was in there yesterday looking for a couple of containers for the leftover soup they all started to jump out at her. She crammed them back in and obviously didn’t give it another thought until she had to go back in there this evening to get a microwave container … and some escaped.
The equilibrium in the cupboard has obviously been disturbed because you could hear them all straining to get out. Sometimes the Mummies can quickly toss the escaping plastics back in and cIose the door to trap them in there. They don’t usually put up the fight they did tonight and for a moment or two it looked as though they might win … and they would have had M Kaz not jammed the spatula into the door handles to trap them in there. Good luck to whoever has to open that cupboard next… because there’s no way there’s not going to be an avalanche of plastic!
It was raining again this morning so I spent most of it in my bag, in my box, in my plastic tub. But I didn’t sleep the day away – I hopped up for a bit when Aunty M came to visit. There was some talk of them watching a television show but M Sooz was not feeling well and said she didn’t feel like it so, after lunch and a chat, Aunty M went off into the … not rain.
Nigella ... 