A few nights ago, I kept waking up to the smell of raspberry yoghurt. Well, the cause of that has now been found!
No, I am not pregnant (Shrinky and Terri). I know I was made an "Honourary Girly" a few years back (this will be news to Shrinky, of course) but this was clearly too much to hope for.
I am not totally mad either!
The real story is this.
Mrs RC had been sorting out our bedroom and noticed a fly on the ceiling above the bed. She tried to move it and then swat it once it moved within reach, but was unable to get it.
Not wanting to leave the fly in our bedroom, she grabbed a body spray from her dressing table and shot it down. They fly, smelling very sweet but unable to remain airborne, crash landed and was promptly squished. With hindsight, Mrs RC now realises that my side of the bed would also have been on the receiving end of the spray - which turned out to be RASPBERRY!
So there you have it! Simple really!
I am now off to listen to 4 hours of lectures before heading home for the weekend - have a great one!