Friday 17 October 2008

It's For The Bath...!

George wandered into my bathroom the other day, and I heard this excited little squeal. He came out with a smile on his face and a glint in his eye clutching my bath brush. Given my dislike of all things wooden, I was not impressed by this turn of events.
"I like your bath brush!" he said with that evil glint still there.
"Yes, I use it in the bath, now put it back!"
"Come, on just one..." he wheedled, a little like a small child who wasn't being allowed to play on the swings.
"Fine."
So I bent over, took a swat with the thing and whinged for about 3 minutes.
"Well, you shouldn't leave these things lying around" he countered.

It's my bath brush. That I use in the bath. Which is in the bathroom. Where else am I supposed to leave the stupid thing? It's not my fault some people can't leave well enough alone...!

4 comments:

Paul said...

Eliane, thank you, I had a full but wonderful day.
Well a Dom's gotta do what a Dom's gotta do, and bath-brushes are very tempting, it's the heft, Mel didn't like them either.
Warm hugs,
Paul.

George said...

Look, you're the one that showed me your new wooden spoons. It's not like I ask to look in your kitchen drawers is it? The best item in your bathroom is the wooden towel rail / whipping bench....

Eliane said...

It's only a whipping bench in your twisted and sordid imagination. In real life it's a towel rail which I'm sure wouldn't take my weight for more than about 10 seconds.

Though the idea does have a certain appeal ;-)

Robin said...

ooh, the dreaded bath brush. Have yet to hear of a spankee who actually likes this.
I bought one and regretted it the moment DH used it on me. Haven't seen it in a while -- but I believe it's somewhere in his bedside table.
Robin