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Ah, children. Don't you love 'em.

The brain is an amazing thing: sometimes you can hear a sound, not know what it really is but all of a sudden your brain will fill in the gaps and you know exactly what it is.

Last week our toilet was mysteriously blocked by a giant ball of loo roll.

"So what?" I hear you ask. Well, this evening +1/2 suddenly raced out of the utility room (through the wall from the downstairs loo) asking in no uncertain terms what +2/3 was doing in the downstairs loo. For some reason +2/3 seems to love wheeching the paper off the roll and usually hides the evidence by, yes, jamming it down the toilet.

The giant pile of paper is what we managed to recover.

Sigh.