Exhibit A - folding the washing. Exhibit B - ironing (which I hate but I hate having to do it after people have "attempted" it more). Exhibit C - cooking.
I swear to God that there are times when I come into contact with someone and think "how on earth are you managing to walk and breathe at the same time?" You know what I mean, you're sitting having a coffee and people-watching when you see someone who makes you open-mouthed stare.There are some seriously stupid… Continue reading Really??
When I look back on my childhood, I do so with wistful eyes. Summers were always sunny, knees were generally dirty and had many scabs. Yes there were tough times (secondary school wasn't particularly enjoyable) but we made the best of what we had. Things were so much easier then; no bills to pay, no boss… Continue reading R.I.P. “Innocence”
So this has been doing the rounds on the social networks recently. Personally, I don't think it's relevant just to teenagers; the sentiment is applicable to all, don't you think?
Hands up, this is my biggest fault. I'm not talking about dietary intolerances, more an inability to suffer fools gladly. Case in point, there is a person who I have the unfortunate luck to run into almost every day who I can honestly say has some serious social issues. Right now, I should clarify that… Continue reading Intolerance
Don't you just hate that phone call - "Babe, I'm going for a beer with the guys from work. Will be back soon." I'd already prepped tonight's tea (Swedish meatballs), and slaved over cleaning the deep-fat fryer (found mould in the oil - bleugh!!) in time for our usual tea time, so was a little… Continue reading Rant no.1