#2020 I shall not forget you! When it comes to toilet paper, I live to excess. I spin that roll like it’s The Wheel of Fortune, with paper flying up in a mad frenzy for the catch, tear and scrunch process. It’s genetic - on my mum’s side. At the height of her usage she was on one roll per visitation. Retirement has settled this somewhat. I’d been shamelessly living the three-ply high life since I commenced independent trips to the bathroom. That was until one cool March Mond