Otis sometimes needs to go to the loo in the middle of the night.
Because I want to win ‘Dad of the Year’, I thought I’d help by fitting some automatic ‘loo lights’ so he can see where to, errrrrm, point.
With hindsight, as you can see from the photo above, my choice of lighting might not have been the best idea … that is unless I want to turn him into the next Stephen King who writes a series of best selling horror books featuring a killer toilet that flushes random people to their deaths after they violated it after a bad kebab.
I believe this is known in the World as #ParentingFail