I don't remember your Dad being around during the last unpleasantness.
Then again, when I've got a bit of kebab-belly I do tend to lock the bathroom door.
Keeps out the looks-loos
I'm not sure I could even take the tour.
Even being below decks on the Cutty Sark freaked me out, nd I was a skinny little schoolgirl then.
Interesting project though, thanks.