The joys of the night-time nappy change
Wavy lines back nearly 11 years ago and it was my turn to change the piss-filled Pamper in the early hours of the morning. To avoid waking my wife, the bedroom light was off and I was working in the glow of the plug-in night light.
We were doing the job properly in those days, cotton wool and warm water, none of your wet wipes rubbish. I picked my daughters ankles up so I could wash her and gently passed the cotton wool, front to back, over the business end. As the damp pad brushed over the old rusty sheriff's badge, I must have broken the seal, because a millisecond later I looked like I'd been trying to unclog a particularly recalcitrant muck-spreader nozzle and had succeeded beyond my wildest dreams.
Needless to say, I woke the wife, who somehow managed to finish cleaning up our daughter, while pissing herself laughing at me decontaminating in the shower.
( Snappyuk gets BIGGER with free sample., Mon 21 Dec 2009, 14:50, Reply)