The greatest series of spillages ever known

… to our household

We just had a viewing on our maisonette (we’re trying to sell it). Because of a series of unfortunate events, we ended up being at home while the viewers were shown around. Not ideal. We normally prefer to make ourselves scarce.

It was dinner time for the kids and we decided to simply crack on and give them dinner. Great idea. Simply inspired. What followed was the greatest series of spillages our household has ever seen, all in the space of half an hour.

Spillage number one

The viewers are in the house being shown around by our estate agent. They are on the lower level. They haven’t yet come up to the second floor where our living room and kitchen are located. I hear a crash from the kitchen. The wife shouts for help. A tub of soup has spilled over the floor. Frantic mopping with paper towels ensues.

Spillage numbers two

The viewers are in the living room and I bring our daughter through with her dinner on a plate. I can only assume she goes limp with shyness and her dinner is dumped in the middle of the floor at the viewers’ feet. I tidy it up while answering question about our ground rent.

Spillage number three

Viewing over. Kids eating dinner. I am about to leave for the shops to grab some milk as we need it for our littlest one’s bedtime. I am by our front door. I hear a crash from upstairs. Our daughter has stirred her yogurt right off the table, smashing the little bowl to smithereens and splattering yogurt all over my wife and the floor.

Seriously universe. What gives? Go and harass another family why don’t you?