To find a lovely candlelit glow emanating from the kitchen.
Mr M had made a hanging key ball. (not sure about the chain, but that's probably another discussion)
There were two of these dangling beautifully casting lovely shadows against the kitchen tiles along with the smell of hot plastic.
So picture the scene,
Hubby relaxing by the tv, wife walks in,
drops squash gear says, referring to the key balls, "they are pretty"
quickly followed by
"shit, they are melting the cupboard @#$@&%
Hubby leaps up in disbelief followed by shock.
grabs the sticky tape, blows out the candle and proceeds to tape up the offending melted plastic.
Wife heads to the shower and goes to bed.
The next day hubby quietly peels off the sticky tape to reveal the damage.
If you didn't know it was there,
you wouldn't know.
Problem is,
I know it's there.
Better sell lots of balls Mr M,
I may need a new kitchen soon!
