I’m glad to see Achilles is particular in terms of what he eats. You know, choice selected, clean food.

Though I’m not so sure that I am all that impressed with him cleaning his food in the shower rather than in the basin like normal people do.

Seriously, a guaranteed “scream like a little girl” moment when you step inside for your early morning, wake up shower…

It's all fun and games until you realise that's not soap on a rope lying on your shower floor

Shower mice. A new breed perhaps?