It has reached that time again, the onset of TOILET PAPER WARS at my flat. Who will crack first? What will become of us all? At present I imagine everyone is extraodinarily pleased with my aquisition of this weeks Signal, the new look TV Times from the ODT. I was a bit concerned when I saw it in the toilet, half ripped up. Would we all be left with inkstains on our posteriori? Nasty paper cuts? Suffer from the lack of Aloe moisture care? One never knows, since the paper formula was changed to make it non-flammable.
One thing I am glad to say, it is flushable. So all other cash strapped households out there, it's A-OK! And, loyal blog readers, you will all be informed should our toilet explode or the plumbing die.
This kind of bog roll issue seems to be a recurrant theme of flats I have lived in, though, as yet, I am not able draw any conclusions about who will cave first and buy. We have the whole phone book to get through yet, so perhaps I will never know. All I know is that it will not be me - I brought the last lot of toilet paper home, and the Signal.
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