No. 1.
I dropped an egg behind the washing machine. It tumbled out of my hand, literally bounced along the counter then silently disappeared down the gap between the machine and the wall. Now yolk is sliding down between the machine's tubes and becoming intimate with dust and chrome.
Update:
My partner moved the washing machine and the egg was retrieved. Simply cracked and not broken as I imagined. A case of Schrödinger's Egg perhaps. I rather preferred my invention of yolk running barefoot but at least there was less cleaning to do. We also found a collection of lost items and detritus. Now the washing machine is back in place.
Enough domestic excitement.
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