Earlier today, YoungestGirl and I were shopping at Aldi Waitrose when I heard a lady in a wheelchair ask a member of staff if they had any fresh lobster. The member of staff could not have cared less, suggested they might be in tomorrow and told her they definitely didn’t have them. Two minutes later, … [Read more…]
YoungestGirl’s absolute favourite thing in the world is pulling the cat’s fur out, and trying to eat it. Her second favourite thing in the world is waiting until you’ve taken her dirty nappy off, and then reaching her hands in for a good old scratch. If I remember in time, I can sometimes distract her … [Read more…]
TheBloke (TM) and I have fundamentally different ideas about what the dishwasher is for. This is interesting, because if you had asked me, age 15, what a dishwasher was for, I would have said primarily it was for washing dishes, but also for arguing with my brother about whose turn it was to empty it. … [Read more…]
For the last four days, water has been pouring through the ceiling of one of the properties we rent out. Evil slumlords that we are (we’re totally not), it has been almost impossible to rectify this problem because the origin of the leak is in the flat above… and we have had no way of … [Read more…]
A Three-Hander Dinnertime Play by Nunn the Wiser Characters: EldestGirl – age 4 YoungestGirl – age 1 Mummy – age 37 Late twenties Mummy: Dinner’s ready! EldestGirl: (bereft) You know I don’t like raw carrots, Mummy? Why would you make them? Mummy: Because you’re having a sandwich and I couldn’t be arsed to cook them raw carrots go … [Read more…]