Yes, it was late, and yes I was tired, and yes I had been drinking. And there is certainly an element of pareidolia (the phenomenon where we see faces in clouds and Jesus in a bit of toast) in what I saw.
So I have to take comfort in the fact that the washing instructions on our new hand towel aren’t really telling me to OBEY.
Because gods know, that’s all I can see now when I look at that tag.
EXCUSES AND HALF TRUTHS 