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I don’t think I’ve mentioned it before, but for the past half year or so I’ve been living as the lodger in the basement of a big family home. The patriarch is a psychologist, and on the ground floor his surgery is located. Sometimes patients come down to the basement to use my toilet.

Today I noticed (possibly influenced by the marvellous film Kenny) that in the space of a few minutes (while I was making coffee) a patient managed to use an entire roll of toilet paper. I don’t mean that a toilet roll was gone, but that one had been completely unravelled, leaving only the cardboard tube behind.

Which leaves me unsure as to whether he should be seeing a psychologist or booking himself in for an endoscopy.