Morning all, Lacks, you tell 'em! I had a couple of big BH ones last night that really hurt but were only teasing. Loving your mini junkie analogy!
DH did not get to bed til after 4 last night - the damn fool was playing some stupid computer game, having got in at a perfectly reasonable midnight or thereabouts. During the night he managed to drink all the fruit juice in the house, not v pleased.
The house is filled with the smell of sausages and coffee cos I'm making a "get out of bed and get on with the fucking DIY, slob boy" breakfast in the hope that this will entice him from his lair.
Also, last night I did so much batch cooking that nearly all I have for lunch is jam and carrots. Any ideas? I also have half a bag of dried pasta, a tin of mackerel in brine and some porridge oats - think I overdid the domesticity a bit this week...
Right, off to kill wake DH and start the day with some lovely ironing as we have people round this afternoon and the place looks like a drycleaners with all the clothes hanging all over the place...
Betti I will have a think about boys names but for gawds stake stay away from those hard-ass bitches in the name threads - they are only out to nick your dinner money and stamp on your glasses! I get the feeling some of them were given VERY stupid names by their own parents and feel the need to slate every other choice available.