... Is when the washing machine reaches the end of the wash cycle and Heaven decides to open her floodgates, leaving me torn between letting the damp laundry ferment in the tub, or to hang them up anyway, only to let them get soaked in rain water.

I'm currently mesmerised by 4 simple chords played downstroke continuously in this order: C, Am, Em, F. It's so... Coldplay. But then again, it is. Perfect for this deary, deary day.