$$$£!$££%$$%$%%$ - this is Zeb swearing her effing head off. Afternoon all!
Well, after a fantastically brilliant amazing excellent time in London I come back to the farm.
I was not in the best of moods, it has to be said, as I wasn't particularly keen on the idea of an au pair in the first place, and she was 'doing one' about the state of the house, DH being there on his own since I've left, and me not being around at all until Saturday. So DH was in usual sh*tty alpha male mode, and I guess I was suffering from alcohol poisoning . So as you can imagine, Saturday/Sunday were just great. Although the au pair is fine and she thinks I'm great, so that's all all right after all. Thank God.
But for more details on me swearing my head off, see the other thread I'm about to start!