Omg such anality from pil. Come and share your anal behaviour stories (lighthearted)

Please can the following mumsnetter reveal herself, as this STILL makes me giggle to myself....

You have a military DH and a cellar full of labelled boxes, one of which has your childhood toys in it. The label on the outside has a list of all the toys that are IN the box, including bear,teddy

It's the comma that gets me every time I think of it. Funniest punctuation EVER :)

as to the aerolised poo germs, if pressure = force per unit area, wouldn't keeping the loo seat shut create greater force, the germs out at greater force and therefore increased velocity, going further and covering more. Also, wouldn't leaving the seat up make most of the poo germs simply go upwards and back down into the loo and wouldn't this mean that this is the best way of flushing?

It's a slippery slope this isn't it?

I've just started calling Mr Tigga Dave when he does his ocd type things.

Oh and my genetic donors were filthy, instead of wiping the side down after making tea if there were spillages they use to use a tea towel in the area you made it and leave it there for months, it was welded to the counter ::Shudders::

MightHaveOverThoughtThisABitTiggaxx

I think though there is scientific evidence for manuka honey, kills 85% of bacteria, they apply it to wounds etc. I also have a method for the dishwasher and find it annoying when dh stacks it incorrectly and puts it on half full, but that's only because he puts things on top of each other such that to clean them would defy the laws of nature and it is annoying when he puts it on blatently ignoring all the pans in the sink, the cups in the sitting room and the bowls on the table. OH NO, I'm becoming one of THEM!

I have a gravy boat that we use every time we have gravy.

I iron bedding and don't put the dishwasher or washing machine on unless they are full.

I love this thread, thanks to all the contributors

I've got a gravy boat! I use it at Christmas

wanda, I know what you mean - this thread has made me feel very nostalgic for my ILs when I first knew them and sad about the fact FIL is dead and MIL is too confused and frail to worry about which of her extensive range of tupperware is best suited to a single stem of broccoli.

But I think it's a very affectionate thread - everyone is recounting stuff that drives them batty but is endearing. No-one is being nasty, there's a real tone of fondness here.

My parents are aghast and horrified that sometimes I put the dishwasher on when it isn't completely full. Like, if it's three quarters full after lunch and I know there's going to be a full house at dinner time, I'll put the dishwasher on because I'm lazy. But that is just wrong. Wrong. The dishwasher must be full before it goes on.

oh dear DH has a dishwasher method too - and it doesnt matter if the whole house is a tip - he will go back and re do - my slap dash get it all in and washed approach...infact sometimes i put stuff in the dishwasher just to get it out the way..

i dont think we could fall into any of these regimented things though as we get older, i try to put " systems" in place but forget about them a week down the line, i bet if we could though we wuold be alot better off.

I just thought of something else. My Dad is extremely "faddish". Every couple of months he reads about some miracle anti-cancer/anti-ageing food or woo practice and gets obsessed. So far he has trained as a masseur and in accupressure, with no intention of actually practicing either. I dread being ill because he will harrangue me about the latest miracle cure. I had a cough recently and three times he told me to drink warm manuka honey and lemon. Thing is, my mum always had a healthy skepticism about his fads but now she's getting sucked in too - she mentioned the fucking bollocking manuka honey too. I don't see how on earth honey can do anything when the cough was so bad I had to be prescribed Ventolin in order to sleep. Anyway when he bangs on about these things I just agree and do nothing. He does question me on whether I've followed his advice, to which I say no. I'm not going to lie.

MIL is similar to an extent in that she is convinced homeopathy cures everything, despite the fact that it has never once helped her even a little bit. She has suffered with dry skin on her hands for years, which the homeopath has fleeced her for quite liberally. I gave her some Nivea cream (costs, oh, 2 quid or summat) recently and she used it out of desperation. Boom problem solved.

I presume this health obsession and the belief in cures that have no foundation is something to do with old age and a fear of getting ill?

I posted near the start of this thread and have just read the whole thing. I am chortling at the JeanandDave sketch (someone could really make money with that!) and also the sandwich "via the medium of ham" comment ROFL .

I did actually say my own parents don't do these things, but the more I think about it, they do! My Dad (60) is the font of all knowledge on any given topic e.g when I was pg he knew more than the midwives etc, and he is definitley obsessed with the weather. I bought him a digital weather station for xmas though, so surely I'm just encouraging the madness. He is a champion packer and takes beating easyjet's packing restrictions on as a personal mission

Also they do not 'believe' in best before dates. We had a buffet at New Year at theirs and DD asked for ketchup. I really tried not to inspect the date on it but you could tell by the label that it was oh at least 3? years old? It was a bit of a funny colour actually. She was fine though.

I think I might make it my mission in life to ban 30-something couples from owning gravy boats or milk jugs!

SPBInDisguise - it is a new piece each time. They cut the pages out of the old ones and save them specifically for the purpose! They also over buy stuff like toilet roll. They used to keep the spares under the spare room bed and once time I counted that they had 64 individual toilet rolls!

OMG Maryz. You just made me remember something. My aunt (by marriage) was clearing her mother's house. You know, boxing everything up, skipping some stuff and getting it ready to be sold.

There was wads of cash stuck behind random paintings. A good few hundred pound in all IIRC

Go on Cambridge, share...

We have a load of cash (which was fun when going through the house with family who could get a little...erm...possessive about what my dad did with it - he had to document everything and account for it - which in fairness he would have done anyway but still) and old coins, some of which I've kept to show the DCs. Some of the old coins were pre whenever it was when they were solid precious metal (1948?)

This thread has made me laugh so much - I had no idea other people's parents and in-laws were as bonkers as mine!

Sorry, just re-read and think your dad is actually much less serious :o
DH has folders in the filing cabinet called "SPB work" and "SPB wage slip". Where on earth do I put my P60s?? There's too much overlap in his system!