I find him at three in the morning in the downstairs bathroom, sodden, in the dark with a torch. As I snap on the light I find the source of the water as the bidet spurts a fifteen foot fountain to the ceiling.
“What are you doing!”
“Er……I’m try to be a make my own rainbow.”
Sorry I didn’t have the camera handy, but I’m sure you get the picture.
Cut and paste
from this little
boxy thing below