Do You Sink it's a Good Place to Live?

Holiday [hol-ie-dae]: a word with french-latin roots, originally arising from the Saxon "Hollus Dei" festival, centred around a bi-annual celebration of "Hollou" (things which are empty bar space and air) where a selection of 10 villagers of varied ages would repeatedly fill large wooden boxes with pointy green leaves and berries, and then empty them whilst shouting "harlow!" (interestingly, thought to be the original source of our modern common initial greeting of one another).

So what does one do whilst on a break from the regular routine dictated by little coloured boxes? Other than making up highly plausible definitions of course.

Well, if you're me, you choose a cupboard at random and make exciting clean-up discoveries. Today my cabinet of choice was the bathroom. Usually housing items such as "toothpaste", "medications" or "hair curlers", it was only natural for me to discover the following...

Exciting holiday clean-up discovery #1: Bucket of Rocks
Because what is a bathroom without a an assortment of rocks?



Exciting holiday clean-up discovery #2: Five different, variously shaped, containers of talcum powder
Prettttty sure some of these have been around since I was 2.


Exciting holiday clean-up discovery #3: Menagerie of plaster, shell and crocheted animals + Iwannabe Barbie (but in reality I'm a toilet roll holder)
Zoos are not just for family outings. They're for bath-time too.


Tomorrow? I'm thinking of tackling the fridge.