Just back from walking my dog and carried a bag of poo past about 50 wheelie bins (tomorrow is Jin day and the organised ones around here have out their bins out already. I like to plan to do it then forget and fly out and chase the lorry down the street on the day. Life on the edge.
I realised that one of those bins might belong to a mumsnetter who'd have potentially been horrified had I popped my pop bag in their (soon to be emptied ) bin.
I wouldn't have really thought about it as much had it not been for Mumsnet. I wouldn't have put the poo in a stranger's bin but it got me thinking.
Every time I peg our washing I think of spider willies. And I wouldn't be making the best flapjack ever if it weren't for Soup dragon on here