Maybe we could wrap you in cling film Zombies? Keep you together and fresh?
I've moved into,a lovely new house. I love my house. It has a hallway, as hallways go it's pretty damn nice. But...
The ceiling goes all the way to the top of the house, and it is there they have chosen to put a light fitting. There is no where to put a ladder as the stairs are in the way. It's most vexing, I cannot figure out how we change bulbs or fit a lampshade.
More worryingly when the lights right around mid morning you can see a singular handprint, painted over, about 12 feet up the wall ... I suspect this is evidence of the plummety death suffers by the last poor sod who attempted to deal with it.
So sometimes when I'm going downstairs I remember it's there and look up at it and hiss "fuck off". The last time I did that I slipped and fell down the stairs. 