Maxism

We're staying in a boatyard right now to paint the boat. It has showers, which is useful after a hard days scraping old paint. And for Max, a hard day playing in the dirt.

He and I go into the shower block, which is the only one for everyone in the yard. Both shower stall doors are closed, so I tell Max we have to come back later and turn to leave.

'Ouuhou!' says a female voice from one of the showers, and I turn to see Max crouched down, looking up through the louvres in the bottom of the door. 'Yep, he says, there's someone in this one'

We apologise and leave quickly.