I woke up in the middle of the night last night, to the sound of a small explosion.
I did what any sensible person would do in that situation.
Rolled over and went back to sleep.
This morning, when I went into the kitchen, bleary eyed and aiming for the kettle, I noticed water on the kitchen surfaces. Looking up, I saw water drips on the ceiling. Remembering the explosion, I started to wonder whether my water tank on the floor above had burst.
After a bit of modest detective work (it was a bit early for that sort of thing really, but I did my best), I discovered that a bottle of bubbly, left over from the house warming party that had been stored on top of the wall unit, had burst. It was actually champagne dripping off the ceiling.
This is the second alcoholic explosion I have suffered in recent months. The other one was a very alarming bang, when the small can of tonic I had left in the deep freeze to chill, then forgot about, burst. In so doing, it blasted open the freezer and flew across the floor. My friend and I thought someone had broken in, and had to hold hands to summon up the courage to investigate.
Quite nice to know you can still do that as an adult, hold hands for moral support.
I did what any sensible person would do in that situation.
Rolled over and went back to sleep.
This morning, when I went into the kitchen, bleary eyed and aiming for the kettle, I noticed water on the kitchen surfaces. Looking up, I saw water drips on the ceiling. Remembering the explosion, I started to wonder whether my water tank on the floor above had burst.
After a bit of modest detective work (it was a bit early for that sort of thing really, but I did my best), I discovered that a bottle of bubbly, left over from the house warming party that had been stored on top of the wall unit, had burst. It was actually champagne dripping off the ceiling.
This is the second alcoholic explosion I have suffered in recent months. The other one was a very alarming bang, when the small can of tonic I had left in the deep freeze to chill, then forgot about, burst. In so doing, it blasted open the freezer and flew across the floor. My friend and I thought someone had broken in, and had to hold hands to summon up the courage to investigate.
Quite nice to know you can still do that as an adult, hold hands for moral support.
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