FFS I have just come home and the kids are looking guilty and DH is looking like butter wouldn't melt in his sodding mouth. . I asked him to hang a picture today and that's all he had to do. But no. I come home and the thing is still there on the floor. Lazy sod.
Instead, he claimed, he'd done some redecorating. Why? Why paint a wall rather than stick a nail in it and hang a picture? The house stinks of paint now.
And then he tried to cook pancakes and 6 of them are on the bloody ceiling. Wtf? What the f is the point of him and his nice shiny open topped car that doesn't have a roof so we all get wet when it rains?