Who actually likes the smell of loo ‘freshener’? Violet Meadows. Pine Glades. Pot bloody Pouri. *gag*. I’d rather deal with the good old lavatorial odours, thank you very much. At least Eau d’fart dissipates fairly quickly.* Unlike those fekkin’ Ambi Pur-like nasty fake smells that get right up your schnozz and linger there for days. Exactly how Auntie Daphne’s cheap, plastic flower arrangement would smell if it could. Banned in my house, they are. Nasty.
And while we’re on the subject, what has led people to believe that anything needs to cover a loo roll, let alone a crocheted frock with half a Barbie attached to it. Half a Barbie, note. Because often the full Barbie’s legs can’t fit in the cardboard roll. So, there is sawn-off Barbie, in her mooi lilac knitted frockie, hiding the Floral Mists air freshener.
It is cruel and unusual. If I was Barbie, I’d fling my mutilated body off the rim of the cistern and hope I drowned.