Saturdays are for waking up, having a big stretch, and wondering where the hell you packed the electric toothbrush charger.
In that first three day grace period, I could tell myself ‘Not to worry, there are only so many removal boxes. It will turn up!” By day five, the little red flashing light had come on. The brush only has a couple of charges left. I’ve searched all the obvious boxes, the ones marked ‘Bathroom’ and ‘Toiletries’. Now I’m onto anything that’s still taped shut. ‘Crockery’, ‘Books’, even ‘Eldritch summoning reagents’. Nada. Well, there was a half-eaten bag of Percy Pigs but after polishing those off I worry I may have made my dental needs more pressing.
