Security toilet paper

Our last day on the Amsterdam houseboat and we are down to one roll of toilet paper in the cute and interesting toilet paper holder.

Rick has humoured my toilet paper security psychosis. I once came home to find a six-month supply in the bathroom. It was hard to reach the toilet, but once there, I had doubt there would be toilet paper in reach.

Of course, we could ask Michele, our landlady for another roll. Or despite the pouring rain we could buy another roll.

I think I prefer to face my psychosis face-on. We do have an early flight tomorrow morning.