It Seems Wrong but I Can't Remember Why

Just occasionally, when frantic activity in the kitchen area renders access to the sink a difficult proposition, I fill up the water jug, kettle, saucepan or whatever from the basin in the bathroom. I will do the same on those rare occasions when I want a glass of water at night and can't be bothered to go the few extra yards to the kitchen. Whenever this happens, I have a vague feeling that I shouldn't be doing this, without really knowing why. Until, that is, the other day when my son reminded of something that I had completely forgotten over the years. The water supply in the houses where I grew up in England very often came from a different system and was considered unsuitable for drinking purposes, and I understand that this is still very often the case today. Talk about Pavlov and his dogs!

I had forgotten, too, that English people don't usually put the butter in the fridge whereas this would be anathema to the French. Finally, my mother didn't deem it necessary to clean the frying pan after every use - a practice that would not meet with my French wife's approval.