Welcome back Effie and Pd, and happy hols to Beans and Waiting
PD I'm afraid I've got bank holiday plans and then work that week, but if you're still around at the weekend (3rd/4th Sept) I'd love to meet you and your DC's
I was sorry to hear about your shitty row Beans, but good on DH for apologising quickly - he needed to. I know it was about ishoos other than ironing, but all as all our rows start with ironing (we both hate it more than any other chore so it inevitably puts the ironer in a filthy mood and up for picking a fight, oh for the days when we were free to splash our cash on a wonderful ironing lady). Anyways, if you're lurking while on hols, here are our laws to avoid ironing themed rows (leaving the catalyst for rows open to any other number of petty niggles). 1) all clothes must be in the laundry basket on Friday night, ready for the weekend washing marathon. 2) any clothes that particularly want to be worn in the coming week need to be in the ironing basket by Sunday evening. 3) I will iron these items for an hour on Sunday night, and I get to chose what we watch on tv while I'm doing it. 4) if the Sunday ironing session is missed, tough, DIY. It is the only area we have 'laws', but then nothing else in the house drives us quite so mad
Vaj that woman is still scary now she's taken the hint. Think I would have hidden IN the freezer to avoid her!
Ooh Spot, my fingers are crossed for the house, 4th time lucky?
LadyT is your trip oop North booked yet? Can't wait to see you. Valentines baby is possible, DD was 2 days early if that has an bearing? I'm impressed with your resolve to volunteer, which has reminded me that my feeble efforts have ground to a halt. I got a huge amount out of Young Farmers when I was a teenager, not least my wonderful friends and my DH, and as a result I've always made myself available to my old club as support to make sure the current members get the same. I used to spend quite a bit of time taxi-ing them around, organising fund raisers, writing quizzes etc, but DD means I can't always help out at convenient times - leaving me on paperwork duty recently, nice! And having had the accounts since Easter, you've reminded me it is their year end on 31st August
How lovely that you've booked the wedding Kayz, are you getting married where you live?
Oh Trace, I missed seeing you on Saturday. Glad you liked Driff, I'm very fond of it (but then I didn't spend my teenage years there, with nowt to do). Have a fab time in London with L, and good luck to DH with the sleep
Hi Pingu, how's that hospital bag coming along? 
Hurrah to biggest Effieboy on the bike riding
Ok Vaj, here is your geography teacher - one who was born in Humberside, no less. It is Hull (gold star for that) plus rural areas north and south of the Humber, stretching from north of Bridlington in the north, in land as far as Goole, and on the south bank it includes Scunthorpe and Grimsby. It was abolished in the mid 90s (only created in the 70s) and is now 4 separate authority areas - Kingston upon Hull, East Riding of Yorkshire (the best bit) and North and North East Lincolnshire. You've learnt something new today!
DD has shown some impressive bladder control this week. She's not quite got the hang of staying dry at nursery and despite trying to wee on the potty every half hour didn't manage a drip all day (from her 7am wee at home) until she spectacularly wet herself at 5pm. Wowzer, I wish my pelvic floor was that good! She obviously didn't want to wet herself but must have performance anxiety or something on the potty. She's pretty much clean and dry at home now, so hopefully it'll click at nursery soon (and if she doesn't, I don't mop up there anyway ... [lazy, not bothered face])
My poorly friend has had her baby at last, phew. A strapping lad of 8lb, he really did take everything from her, didn't he? She was induced, gave birth, got checked over and and was back home again less than 3 hours after leaving the house that morning
. Don't like the sound of that much!
I feel oddly anxious tonight, for no good reason. Maybe because I've spent a couple of hundred quid online on mat clothes . DH's treat, although he doesn't know yet! I've tried, and failed, to lose myself in a film so now I'm soaking in the bath and still not relaxed and it's nearly midnight, which is making me more anxious about sleeping. This is so unlike me. Maybe a stiff drink will knock me out? Drat that baby only wanting pissy weak booze. Right will go and count sheep to see if it helps. Night all