We just shifted into our new place over the weekend, and are in the midst of unpacking. While jostling for common cupboard space in the kitchen area for our own stuff, I came across a compartment full of plastic containers. Apparently someone has gotten to it before I did.

I have a vague idea that these containers have been around for years, but I have never ever seen anyone in my household use them before. Neither do I forsee anyone suddenly deciding to. Now, I have nothing against these millions of plastic containers. They could be used to collect rainwater in case of a famine, bail water out from our house in case of a flood. I can turn them upside down and wear them as a hat to a fancy dress party. Or better still, I could bring them to an aesthetic surgeon and have them melted down and ...