Wednesday, 2 December 2009

Squeaky clean?

This evening, only my sister and I volunteered to have a shower. Our adopted sister was a bit slow off the mark - as per usual.

To be fair, we hadn't known what we were offering ourselves up for; when Helena called us, we just ran to her.

Getting wet was fun, we were not so keen on the noisy, warm wind that followed. We prefer drying off with a towel.