This weekend I went away with seven work colleagues to celebrate the companies 10 year anniversary. Up until we arrived at the hotel we had no idea where we were going.
We ended up at the lovely Coniston Hotel near Skipton, North Yorkshire where we ate fabulous food, did off-roading in a Land Rover, clay pigeon shooting in driving rain and archery with a hangover.
I shared a room with my colleague, Ms B, who I pre-warned about my shouting and sleep wandering. Luckily I did no wandering or shouting but I repeatedly told my children off throughout the night and kept her awake.
On Sunday morning I knew we were going out into the drizzle for some archery so I decided to wear my jeans from the previous day. I noticed a chocolate cake stain on my jeans (I can’t even blame the children for that one) which I wiped off successfully with a flannel in the bathroom.
I immediately went out of the bathroom and told Ms B that the discarded flannel, which was now loitering in the bath, had chocolate on it and that I hadn’t wiped my bottom with it.
It was only when I was in the car on the way home that I thought maybe should have left a note for the maid giving her the same information.
16 Comments on "Chocolate Flannels"
Ahahahahahahahhahahahaha…
This is exactly what I needed right now: a good laugh! Thanks!
Oh dear – Much Much laughter – Thank you
Excellent flannel photography, I’m impressed. You have the makings of a CSI
LOL i think it is great, needed that laugh tonight thank you
And the poor maid picking it up he he
I think you should write to the hotel this minute and explain to the maid that it wasn’t poo on the flannel. Saying that I bet poo on flannels is quite a common thing in hotel land. Are you sure it was chocolate?
Ha ha that is great – funniest thing I have read all day
It’s funny how all over the world, bloggers are spending their time taking pictures of random and wrong things. Photo collections will be so different as a result. Just think how much easier we are making it for the archaeologists. “By 2009, Brits had switched from toilet paper to flannels. This custom did not reach their European counterparts for five more years.”
Did you really take a picture of the flannel or is it a reconstruction!!!!
LOL! Very funny!
ha ha, i think Vic makes a very good point above! I was hoping to hear about the throwing wine on your boss saga…
So wrong it’s right!
The worrying thing is, they probably see a hell of a lot worse than poo on those flannels…
Which is another lesson entirely – always take your own!
I reckon maids see lots of straaaange stuff.
You are so funny.
You are beyond wrong.
You took a photo of the flannel? Words fail me.
hi -fecking-larious! you make me die!!!!