Splish, splash, splonk….
“Hum ….La de dum, Hummmmmmmm.”
Splish, Splash …
Where was it coming from?
Miss “A” for Attitude smiled and waved her spindly arms.
A long thread of wool began to unwind from her cardigan. I watched in fascination, what would happen if the rest of the wool unraveled.
Then another splash reminded me that there was water coming from the drawer … How could that be?