And so it begins....
Lady Bracknell, however, has evidence to the contrary. It would appear that her erstwhile wholly innocent potato-mashing implement has, under cover of darkness, acquired headgear which can only be described as military. Can there be an innocent explanation for this behaviour? Lady Bracknell thinks not, and must, for her own safety and that of her household, assume that she is now under siege. But how is she to provision herself when her own kitchen has become a war zone?
(Lady Bracknell is at pains to assure her readers that this photograph was not staged. The scene is exactly as she found it when she entered her kitchen this morning with the innocent intention of making herself a cup of tea.)
The humour of the knife block to the left is by no means lost on Lady Bracknell. However, under the present circumstances, she is relieved to report that she did not succumb to the temptation of purchasing one. Readers who do not share her ladyship's qualms about the intentions of their belongings may, however, should they consider that the little chap would constitute an amusing addition to their home decor, purchase one here.