3 x children (screaming loudly):Â Mummy, Mummy, Mummy!
Princess (sotto voce): Mummy, you’re going to have to call Wesley.
Me (confused): Who’s Wesley?
Her (rolling eyes): The plumber.
Me (nervously): Why?
Her: Because Michael stuffed the toilet with toilet paper.
Me (anxious glance at French childminder): Did he?
Her: Yes, good bye, have a pleasant evening.
I then went upstairs with a plastic bag and removed an entire roll of toilet paper (carefully shredded) from the toilet.
