I have to share the funniest story ever. So about 2am in the morning I hear my electric tooth brush going on in the bathroom.
I go there. Thinking wth! Switch it off.
Back to bed. Then it switches on again. Then I’m freaked out.
Thinking is there a ghost in this cottage. Haha.
Then I take the electrical toothbrush and lay it next to my bedside.
It switches on again. I jump up. Thinking what the heck! Must be a battery fault. But how do I stop it… nothing to open up on the brush.
So I decide…
To throw the whole brush out my window once I’ve switched it off. Lying outside. On the grass. It switches on again.
I feel so embarrassed at this point. I’m hoping sharon and steve (the people I am staying with) are seriously deep sleepers.
So I actually get out of my bed. Unlock the main door to the cottage.
Go outside to fetch the stupid brush.
I decided to go to the car park and just toss it behind my car. It’s still going off… but now at 3am I seriously can’t go find a brick or something to smash this electrical tooth brush.
(Imagine someone coming out seeing a guy in his pjs smashing his toothbrush with a brick? I surely would have been sent to the loony bin…)
So I’m hoping the battery runs out on itself.
The most bizarre occurence in my life ever.
Back in bed… I swear I still hear it going off in the distance…
Is Jesus playing tricks on me? Haha!