To rename Tatie Picking Week "Oh FFS is it over yet where is my wine" week?

[DrSeuss]

Just under two hours in an the joy is paling. I have a stinking cold, DS has a new violin. I have no relatives here to help and I am knackered. Can the bugger not just go to school next week? He could sit in the Wendy House. He'd be fine.

Do you have an understairs cupboard?

For me or him?!

For either really. Depends how cosy it is and if there are snacks.

Sorry, what is Tatie Picking week? Is it a week for picking potatoes? Sorry if I seem daft to ask this.

It's half term. Up this way it's blackberrying week as we have no potatoes to pick.

We are mostly going to soft play. I'd rather pick tatties.

In the US, taties presumably came in monster portions, fried? Please tell me there was no garlic mayo or I shall be even more jealous?!

DrSeuss, I recommend a course of chips with garlic mayo, washed down with wine whilst hiding playing hide and see with your child. Make sure you have enough to last the week.

Half term's next week here, the leaves on my tatties haven't gone yellow yet so won't get picked.

Garlic mayo is a well-known cold cure

I understand now why it's driving you mad!

Ours is next week. Thank goodness we've not gone private as it would be two weeks!

Surely sending small children out to pick tatties for a week has now been banned until some EU child labour law. I still shudder at the thought of tattie picking.

I couldn't look at a fecking potato for weeks afterwards. Seven days of working 8am to 4:30 pm with a total of about 45 minutes break with the rest of it spend bent double picking damn tatties out of the ground whilst trying to avoid potatoes being chucked at you by slave driving farmers. All for the princely recompense of £11 a day.

We stayed home for Tattie Fortnight. There have been some challenging days...

Back to school on Monday for us

Ah, tattie picking, I'm sure it was character forming. And your packed lunch always got earth in it.