Like I hadn't already lost track of time...

My family are trying to warp my head with the monotony of self isolation.

Just when I think I've grappled with the idea that it's May and I'm not losing my mind I start hearing the tune of Christmas carols (badly, I might add - like those singing candles that have been lit too many times).

After wandering around the house for five minutes trying to discover the source of the strange festive music I ended up in the kitchen staring at the bin. Lo and behold when I push open the lid it gets louder, confirming my utter bafflement. I believe the question I asked was "why is our bin singing Christmas carols?"

Apparently there was a broken novelty pen Mum found in the pantry which she threw out. Hours later it decided it wasn't as broken as she thought. We think it has finally given up the ghost but not without a fight.

Validation that I've not reached complete madness yet, but it's a close thing.

Drabble_weekly Challenge 190 - The little things

Title: The little things
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Tosh, Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: none
Author notes: Written for Challenge 190 - Amnesty 19 & Challenge 147 - Gesture at drabble_weekly
Summary: Tosh knows it's only a little thing, but it's still something. A double drabble.

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