Both kids have had an unhealthy interest in dropping objects, usually stuff we want and/or need, down our hamper, pictured here:
This innocent enough looking tiny door in our upstairs bathroom is at the top of a long drop through the wall of our house down to the basement, which ends here:
This would be great (no need to carry heavy, dirty laundry down two stories, just drop it through the door and walk away) except, as I just said, we have found shampoo and conditioner bottles, toothbrushes, toys, cups and everything else that had been tossed down the chute mixed up into our laundry. Also, another problem is that when we had our kitchen remodeled many years ago, the guy who installed our cabinets screwed one screw through the wall into the chute and, ever since, stuff gets caught and clothing clogs form. Tonight after his bath Frederick came down and announced that we needed to get something he put "in the door up top" which we took to mean that he had dropped something AGAIN down the chute and now regretted it. Simon got a big stick and set to dislodge the clog. He came up about 10 minutes later with two shirts neither of us have any memory of owning or wearing. I reminded him of the time, a few years ago, when we dislodged a clog and a toy whale wearing whale underpants popped loose. Here is the back story on that: About three years ago, we were the host family to that Irish kid, Darragh, who was
part of that Irish fiddlers group the FIM was hosting. One night when we were sitting around talking, Frederick dropped his stuffed whale and shark into his fish tank (which is why he no longer has a fish tank in his room). We saved the fish (one had ended up on the floor) and put the toys into the bathtub to dry off. Next thing we knew, Frederick had gotten up and dropped them down the chute--and then became extremely upset because they didn't appear at the bottom. SO, I got a stick out to wiggle the toys loose. After a whole lot of nothing, suddenly I heard a "whoosh" and out popped a stuffed shark followed by a whale wearing a tiny, TINY pair of underwear (one that Thomas wore when he was 2 or 3 years old) with a tiny whale patch on it. Flash forward tonight, Simon set to work on the chute clot one more time and then, whoosh, out plopped a whale wearing a tiny pair of underpants--this time, with a "Sea Life" patch.
How many more tiny pairs of sea themed underpants can be trapped in one house's walls?
This innocent enough looking tiny door in our upstairs bathroom is at the top of a long drop through the wall of our house down to the basement, which ends here:
This would be great (no need to carry heavy, dirty laundry down two stories, just drop it through the door and walk away) except, as I just said, we have found shampoo and conditioner bottles, toothbrushes, toys, cups and everything else that had been tossed down the chute mixed up into our laundry. Also, another problem is that when we had our kitchen remodeled many years ago, the guy who installed our cabinets screwed one screw through the wall into the chute and, ever since, stuff gets caught and clothing clogs form. Tonight after his bath Frederick came down and announced that we needed to get something he put "in the door up top" which we took to mean that he had dropped something AGAIN down the chute and now regretted it. Simon got a big stick and set to dislodge the clog. He came up about 10 minutes later with two shirts neither of us have any memory of owning or wearing. I reminded him of the time, a few years ago, when we dislodged a clog and a toy whale wearing whale underpants popped loose. Here is the back story on that: About three years ago, we were the host family to that Irish kid, Darragh, who was part of that Irish fiddlers group the FIM was hosting. One night when we were sitting around talking, Frederick dropped his stuffed whale and shark into his fish tank (which is why he no longer has a fish tank in his room). We saved the fish (one had ended up on the floor) and put the toys into the bathtub to dry off. Next thing we knew, Frederick had gotten up and dropped them down the chute--and then became extremely upset because they didn't appear at the bottom. SO, I got a stick out to wiggle the toys loose. After a whole lot of nothing, suddenly I heard a "whoosh" and out popped a stuffed shark followed by a whale wearing a tiny, TINY pair of underwear (one that Thomas wore when he was 2 or 3 years old) with a tiny whale patch on it. Flash forward tonight, Simon set to work on the chute clot one more time and then, whoosh, out plopped a whale wearing a tiny pair of underpants--this time, with a "Sea Life" patch.
How many more tiny pairs of sea themed underpants can be trapped in one house's walls?
3 comments:
Take out the offending screw (if you know which one it is!) and see what else comes down. Could be treasure...
xM
It seems impossible, but I think the one screw is the only one holding up the entire cabinet which holds all our dishes. I have been tempted to remove it but am afraid the whole will come tumbling down.
This cannot be true! Dishes are heavy. One screw would have given up by now. However isn't it worth taking the dishes out of the cupboard, removing the screw and seeing if the cabinet falls down - as might the treasure? You could even put it all back with a screw which was not quite so long and give it a similarly truncated partner in case one is not up to the job.
xM
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