When I arrived at my parents place today I found them sorting through piles of clothes in the lounge room. They were having a major pre-spring-clean. After a brief exchange of pleasantries I turned to leave spotting a new ornamental china bowl on the coffee table with some cool-mints in it. I’m not sure how long it took before I realised it wasn’t cool or minty, but I fairly violently hurled it up. Moth balls are not part of a well balanced diet and keeping them on a coffee table would be really funny if they weren’t so noxious.