Lord Lester had no idea how he had got there, but spotting a teapot sitting on a shelf decided to fill the kettle and make himself a cup of tea while he pondered on it. The chromed mixer tap made a sputtering noise as he carefully turned the lever, letting it run for a few seconds before moving the open kettle into the flow of water. Returning the kettle to its holder he flicked the button and watched as it slowly stirred into life.
In all her many years working as a prostitute, this was the lousiest tip she had ever been given for her renown bestial / milk based pudding speciality 'treatment'. Normally Conservative MPs are far more appreciative.
But what the hell? It had been a long night and she was peckish, so she finished eating the blancmange, picked up the otter and walked out of the front door, slamming it behind her.
Actually, when I first saw the thread title I thought it was going to be a debate about capital punishment. You know the sort of thing: "..the sentence of this court is that you be taken to a lawful prison, and thence to a lawful place of..." you get my drift?