Just had a cursory clean behind the cooker, in preparation for the electrician turning up. I thought it was only polite. Plus I was just so damn morbidly curious. AND I’ve literally had nightmares about what might be lurking behind there.
It actually wasn’t as bad as my nightmares suggested, but it was still pretty gross. A lot of chicken nuggets that’d flown off the oven tray over the years.
I am a man now, my… erm… son. Son-man?!
Oh I dunno.
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