Well it was this morning actually tbqath.
Mrs G put her kecks in for a wash.
25 minutes later she had to go out on an appointment.
The usual daily panic commenced with the imortal werds..."have you seen the car keys"?
Rattling noise coming from the washer I notice.
Correct, they were in her kecks.
Whose fault?
Correct.
Mine for disturbing her concentration whilst she was loading the machine apparently.
IIRC
I MAY have sneezed.
