Friday 13th May
Emailed Rob from work in thoughtful ‘wifey’ mode and asked if he would like anything special for dinner as was going to Waitrose after work. R replied with web link to complex curry recipe. What happened to a simple ‘I’ll have bangers and mash please’ kind of response?
Tom called on mobile as was finishing work to say he and Joe would like pizza for dinner as he (Tom) couldn’t use cutlery with broken finger. Rather lame excuse but said OK.
On way home Amy told Joe (coming for sleepover and the one who’s foot connected with Tom’s finger) that we were considering taking legal action. Joe replied fine with him as mother a personal injury lawyer. Note to self; Don’t mess with Joe.
Saturday 14th May
Called upon to wash Tom’s hair as tricky with one hand. Found him in bath wearing flannel as loin cloth and with sandwich bag on left hand.
Mother in law visitation. Estimated touchdown 12.30pm. Arrived promptly and apparently had good journey apart from seeing dead wallaby at the side of the road near Oxford (Hmmm) and hitting heavy traffic near Stonehenge (not literally).
Gardened in afternoon and m-i-l spent an hour digging dandelions out of back lawn! Extremely helpful but hope this is not expected to be reciprocal arrangement.
Amy revising for GCSE Biology and Chemistry and planning D of E expedition on phone with Izzy. Said they have decided to travel light by sharing make-up bag. Good grief.
Rob complaining that freezer full of nothing tasty, only large quantity of ‘bags of brown’ which are mine and which I should eat. Have no idea what these ‘bags of brown’ are. Suppose will have to investigate.
Sunday 15th May
Stung by criticism of freezer management. In quiet moment examine contents which do prove to be largely unidentifiable. Not sure what to do as;
1. Don’t wish to eat any of it.
2. Can’t get anything else into freezer.
3. Hector still on DOG FOOD ONLY regime so no ‘bags of brown’ for him.
Thursday 19th May
Unsettling breakfast caused by cat racing round house at top speed with mad look in its eye. Walked up Church Bottom at 07.30 with dog who provided much more relaxing company. Think he is becoming short sighted though as raised hackles and rushed up track to what he clearly thought was another creature but which was actually lump of wood.
At work Amy appeared at my desk with Izzy at 2.15 having sat first GCSE. Both in high spirits and steal bright blue plastic shoe covers (for snowy days) which they proceed to wear on heads. Don’t remember being this manic in middle of my O’Levels.
Notice on return home that Persian rug is being made smelly by dog sitting on it all day. Wonder why old dogs become smelly when old people do not. Mum and Dad both very fragrant. Open back door to let in fresh air. Cat sitting on door mat eating entire dead mouse. Lovely.
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