“What’s Poppy playing out there?” asks Pete, who has just finished his post-shower drip-all-over-the-floor-whilst-yelling-for-me-to-get-the-towel-that-is-right-next-to-him routine and is now getting dressed.

“I don’t know.”

“Go out there and see!”

“Just put your pants on and go see for yourself,” I say.

“Do I have to do everything around here?!?!”

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