Firstly – is it turd or terd? I've never been to sure how to spell it. Very disturbing for an anal wordy-worry-wart like me. Or is that 'wort'?
Anyway – to put those minds at rest (if you read the Comments on here), the garlic turd couldn't go into the bin as if Conker managed to get it out of one in the first place, our little Brabantia 12 incher in the bathroom would be no match for her mean cat burgling skills. And that does not equate to feline turd-burgling before you ask, you sick puppies.
And anyway, who wants a garlic smell coming out of their bin? That's a no brainer. Bad enough when you cut your hand on those supposed safety razors when you empty the bin, let alone dealing with a week old garlic niff.
So – now that the biggest question of the week has been ably resolved, back to the smaller one – who is going to gouvern our country?
I think the garlic sausage could have done a better job than the silly burgers we get to vote for…. Bin them all!
S x x