There's a system for everything in the Burchill household: multiple baskets in the laundry; colour-coded cloths in the kitchen; a notepad by the telephone with a pen that never seems to wander, and not one envelope lying around with doodles and addresses and the half-scribbled names of people whose calls have been forgotten. Neat as a pin. Little wonder I'd suspected adoption when I was growing up.Frå Kate Morton's The Distant Hours.
Slik er det ikkje i mitt hus; korleis er det med ditt hus? ;-)