They cooked dinner on the second last night of their holiday. Their teenage children chided them but they had also enjoyed the fry-up: southern chicken, calves livers, chips, finishing with golden syrup dumplings.
It was the dumplings that did it. They boiled and spattered all over the wall. When Sonia wiped down the wall behind the oven it had come off easily. But so had all the other dirt. Years of grime. The clean portion of wall stood out, sparkling, necessitating cleaning the rest of the kitchen. They grumbled. Their last day wasted but, it did scrub up well.