To ne annoyed that Exw sent pizza to dss's to OUR HOUSE??

[AnnaBonsoir]

We were all relaxing on the sofa, the boys winding down after a nice salad for dinner.
Next thing, doorbell rings.

DP goes to the door, where he is met by a pizza delivery boy, with 2 HUGE pizzas and some garlic bread, AND coleslaw!!

Apparently, exW had been worried that the boys would go hungry at our house, so she has started sending food out to them.

This is a first, even for her. I am gobsmacked and Dp says he is visiting our lawyer at the earliest opportunity.

awaisting , how can u mention shite at a time like this ? ... ive went right off nutella now.

coleslow? In Paris?

Don't care what anyone say's - this is very funny!!

Dur, just realised this is a pastiche...or maybe a chocolate pastie?

You are welcome - enjoy your pizza (with extra cheese, natch), and feel free to come back and observe our behaviour anytime.

PWAR!!! Good one Anna! (just read the OP but not the rest of the thread

Actually, you are not Anna... god, that is even more boring... just an impersonator! (leaves thread)

As I dress for supper, I like to pop the gorgeous, utterly discreet yet fabulously expensive diamond studs my cool, urbane and masterful dp bought me in my mouth for a quick chew, it really dampens the appetite!

Dressing for supper in our house generally consists of removing any stains that have made their way onto clothes during a rather energetic bath/bedtime routine and removing various bits of fuzzy felt/glitter/anything else that DD has decided to stick onto me...

I have visions of floating down the staircase draped in wispy chiffon....

Bonsoir - you are interested in the development of self control? I can send you a thesis full of strong academic findings which show the association between mothers who restrict their childrens food, monitor their weight, obsess about their own weight and the negative impact this has on child later weight, eating patterns and self esteem?

so am i following this right ?
bonsoir dresses for dinner , which may or may not be pizza and coleslaw? . (very french eh?)
and paris is gay ? what all of it ? must tell gbf stuart ... he`ll be overjoyed and be booking the first train over .

It always makes me wee myself with laughter when people go on about The French being so wondrous in every way. My best friend in my teen years was French and her family broke every single one of those trite little stereotypes. Her Mum (and her) always looked like they'd been dragged through a hedge backwards, her grandmother was gigantic and really fancy food in their house was beans on toast.

Don't get me wrong, I adore France, have spent lots of time there and would gladly live there - but I certainly scoff at this pedestal it's put upon

Lets hope the snow stops soon...we could all get out more

Oh dear God, now we have another 900 odd posts to put up with...I want to hide thread, but no doubt I will be back to wail 'loon!' at regular intervals.

loon!

I know, and there are also plenty of studies about how educating children about food and weight improves their life chances of maintaining a stable healthy weight with minimal effort (and educating them about money and consumption and (especially) long-term life planning. Seemingly contradictory, and the truth is somewhere in the detail.

I am no believer (from personal experience) in the "don't say anything" school of parenting.

my dad had a french girlfriend once - she smelled a bit .

But every village has it's idiot - it's only right that Little Mumsnet-on-the Wold shouldn't be any different, non?

I like to pop the gorgeous, utterly discreet in the "don't say anything"

what bonsoir you "dressed" quick , take it you didnt shower then ?

Les French don't wash, they perfume.

did you ever date a fat short ginger beerded scottish bloke by the name of john , bonsoir?

I think you can probably find smelly people in all countries!