Friday, 16 April 2010

The Departed.

Four funerals...

Two old age, two from the big C.

Sad. Our family circle has been knocked hard.

Some one from the La La Council land might be next.

Harrassing me for stuff I don't owe..

Wednesday, 14 April 2010

You could eat yer dinner off that!!

I am not normal.

I hate housework.....especially ironing and washing the pots. Hoovering I'm not too bad on, although I do have a knack of knackering the machines!! lol Our current one, bless, is one of those bargain value Tesco cylinder buys...and is missing the end we basically have a machine with a sucking tube, if you get my meaning? And, beware where you point the end bit, 'cos many a thing has been whooshed up, never to be seen again. Then there's the accidentally sucking up bin liners (the usually full up rubbish ones) and the best bit...catching the end of your skirt! I've spent many an hour cursing at the machine whilst trying to regain ownership of my clothing!

Anyway, I have been reading a whole new realm of blogs. I get the impression that they all have nice, spanky clean houses...dust and fur free...So, I am on a mission to change my ways.

I hereby endeavour to do the pots each evening and leave a clean and sparkly-looking sink area.

Bugger!! Can't get out of it now. lol

Mr ex was ocd in the housing cleaning department. Judging by the amount of bleach he used, we must have kept some company going on the amounts we purchased the jif, posh washing powder and pink loo roll! Maybe I've rebelled? lol My niece is a neat freak. She is Mrs sentimental ornaments for her!! ....and she LOVES ironing! Eeek! I think she copped for all the family ironing genes. All ironing does for me is give me sore feet and a bad back while my mind wanders on to what I could be doing other than slide a piece of hot metal up and down a padded board.

I got the family genes for big boobs, so I suppose we're sort of even:o) -

So, I've purchased new kitchen sponges and dishclothes to tide me over until I knit my own cotton, eco-friendly ones that I can display on my new project.
Trouble is, our sink/drainer is not the shiny, shiny, see your reflection in it stainless steel type. Nooooo, we've copped for the cutting edge, designer white". A throwback from the Changing Rooms years:o)

How do I get and keep it Arctic White and save the world from bleach overdose? Sigh.....

Tuesday, 13 April 2010


Junior trots into my bedroom.

I am taking advantage of the fact that dear old laptop is free to use:o:) Yay!! J has suddenly developed a close relationship with said laptop so this is, indeed, a rare opportunity for old mother here to get stuck in and see what's what in the world of t'net.

Anyway, back to Junior trotting into my bedroom......she must be the only child I know who has about three hundred writing, drawing, pen sets in her possession....somewhere in her room...if you get me? You name it, she has it. And pencil cases....crammed with goodies... Simpson cases, fairy ones, mog ones, etc.... Don't mention the pencil know..the ones with pencil, ruler, rubber and pencil sharpener...all in different designs and all usually costing a quid, or even free with some magazine......

Back in the bedroom...she looks at me fleetingly and then has the cheek to ask if she can borrow a pen.....she hasn't any of her own!! lol

Ay...the youth of today!!!

Thursday, 8 April 2010

Woo Hoo

The HE crap in the DCSF bill has been chucked out!!

Woo Hoo!!!

Maybe now we will be able to find out how much Badman was paid for this cockup review and what his business interests were? Did our Eddie promise him more than a knighthood? Will the naughty people in the DCSF get to keep their jobs? Hope not.

Monday, 5 April 2010

Happy Birthday

For my Godmother:o)

She's up there, with the Angels.

Happy Birthday.


Sunday, 4 April 2010


Cats eat the funniest things.

I have finally given in..more like plucked up consume the dried journey re upping my iron intake.

Junior opened the packet for me, seeing as rickety joints rendered me incapable of this small task.....sigh. Dried....and expensive I might add...fruit goes flying all over the place. We did manage to save the majority. I thought the dog might hoover up the ones that landed on the floor but seems that Ringo cat likes dried apricots:o)

He is the moody little sod....has the 'Don't mess with me, Matey' look. He does live up to frequently snotting the other mogs to keep them in order. Maybe he is bulking up his iron intake purposely?