This morning, I dropped a Marmite jar onto the ceramic tiled kitchen floor and this evening I have dropped a tub of previously opened Crème Fraîche onto the kitchen floor.
Oh Tilly, I once dropped a large jar of beetroot all over the kitchen floor. Looked like Lizzie Borden had paid a visit. A few days later I dropped a whole bag of opened lentils. What a mess. All I needed was a Wilson and a Keppel and we could've done a sand dance. What a mess. A gazillion years later, I'm still finding the odd one despite rigorous clean up attempts.