Warm bums on hot seats
Basil Fawlty: Madam, I don’t mean to pry, but do you by any chance have a hearing aid?
Mrs Richards: A what?
Basil Fawlty: A HEARING AID.
Mrs Richards: Yes, of course. […] I haven’t got it switched on at the moment.
Basil Fawlty: Why not?
Mrs Richards: The battery runs down.
We have a heated toilet seat. What an indulgent luxury, you’re thinking. Well it would be if we ever switched it on. Which we don’t. “Because it uses too much electricity”.
But there are only so many shocks the system can take. There’s been a revolution. I plugged it in.
I just spent enough time in there to read three chapters. I think I might have burned myself.