‘What’s the new washing-up bowl that I bought doing on the floor?’ my girlfriend asks me.
‘Washing-up bowls are stupid,’ I say. ‘The whole sink is just one big washing-up bowl. Why would you put a smaller washing-up bowl in it?’
My girlfriend sighs and rolls her eyes.
‘And, you know, where does it end? Do you get another even smaller washing-up bowl to put in the washing-up bowl in the sink? Like a Russian doll… a Russian bowl. You know, R-w-ua-shi-a-ng-up bowl.’
I feel so proud of myself I have to write it down to put it on my blog.