This morning at breakfast Jay knocked his cup of tea over.

I was busy reading about foxes with Bart while checking AJ had all her stuff ready for swimming with school, so didn’t really take any notice apart from not much seemed to have spilt and he cleaned it up quickly.

It was about twenty minutes later when I sat down to fill in some paper work, I discovered where the bulk of the tea went.

The kitchen chair cushion pad was soaking and now so was my pyjama bottoms.