Washing up time at the spooky doll house

So I was going to post this last week, but I was busy and then there were zombies, which completely wrecked my week. Anyway.

I'd finished my work for the day (very interesting stuff: C++ to Delphi converter I'm writing in C# - I'm sore tempted to break my 'no technical stuff' rule and blog about it when it's done) and wandered upstairs. And, oh, what mind melting horror did I behold in the kitchen?

Beware! Those of you with a nervous disposition should look away now:

 

 

(actually, there's a perfectly reasonable explanation. But where's the fun in that?)