We’ve been a bit busy lately for me to do one of these every day, but I could not resist this one
I love Bubble machines, you know the ones that automatically dish out bubbles of varying size and colours. Plays hell with the dog who doesn’t understand where they come from, why they disappear when she touches them and why they taste funny (not chicken).
As a kid, it was one of those little pots with a plastic hoop inside and we’d have competitions to see who could blow the biggest bubble. Then it became an art and you’d see people of the telly blowing long bubbles, fat bubbles, round bubbles and even sit inside bubbles.
But have you any idea how many bubbles can be produced from a packet of tide washing powder?
I can tell you from first hand experience it’s an entire room and I would probably have drowned in them if my Dad hadn’t saved me by getting the ladder and climbing through the bathroom window.
I was very young, about 5, maybe 6, and had decided to help Mum with the housework by cleaning the bath. I used a sponge rather than a cloth and everyone knows that they cause more bubbles to form, so I was quite content tipping in the entire packet of Tide and ‘frothing up’……….. and up, and out, and under, and up some more.
What made it worse was that we had a dicky lock on the bathroom and I couldn’t get out, so I panicked as I couldn’t make the bubbles go away.
Mum stopped using Tide after that (switched to the blue powder that washed whiter than white ‘cos she got some free plastic tulips), and I didn’t help with the cleaning for a while as it was considered safer for me to dust.