Any food stuff that involved chocolate in its ingredients has been eaten.
There's still some sprouts left if anybody wants any.
The television is full of people from uncanny valley.
I discovered an ongoing tragic drama going on right under my nose.
On the dining table to be exact.
I don't know where these two characters came from:
They stand about on the table waiting to have salt or pepper shaken out of them.
I noticed that, once separated, they looked distressed and seemed to be searching for one another:
Then one of them would see the other:
And everybody lived happily ever after:
I think I may have developed some kind of 'cabin fever'