Oh, forgot to say…

Dylan did a poo on the hotel floor in reception.

He just ran up to Kate and said, mummy! I done poo!

And there it was.

Now I’m not sure what happened then because there was the poo just sat there in plain sight, but no one either saw it or recognised its existence even though they were walking past it and sitting right next to it.

They receptionists were suddenly genuinely all busy, despite me trying to raise the alarm bell, so while Kate dragged Dylan to the toilets to get him cleaned up (apparently the poo had just seemed to have ghostly dropped through his trousers onto the floor), I went to the camper, got a couple of anti bacterial wipes and removed said poo from said hotel floor.

Without anyone noticing.


I’ve not got a picture but I guess you can imagine.

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