“BATH TIME!” mum shouted, Sean hated bath time. A full on battle would commence when it was bath time and Sean was a reluctant fighter. If he lost the so-called ‘battle’ he would make his way to the so-called ‘hell on earth’ as slowly and clumsily as possible. When Sean got in he usually danced around for as long as possible before the so-called ‘lava’ was poured on him Sean imagined it was a hot, orange lava. Whenever he got out he always said he would never get in again (until next week).