Following on from my sulk about casserole dishes yesterday, we're walking past Casa and Jan mentioned that she would look for a dish that she had broken, another time.
"It's not that I haven't got lots of dishes," she said.
I could have broken down and cried. It brought all those painful memories about fire extinguishers back again. I'm having another sulk. Cruel and heartless woman.
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