We May Be Crepey.......

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.....but we are still Stylish (if not Beautiful).

Aaahhhh! That'll be why DH keeps checking the BBC website

Now Crepeys, how do I get packing tape stickiness off the top of my new white painted chest of drawers?

See? Not just style and beauty on here!

(Child has arrived, rolled her eyes at the messages from her mother and says she will be FINE, REALLY in her shorts, and yes, she does have a hoodie.)

Thanks ruby - spoke to the man at customer services who said watered down white spirit which has worked!

Meanwhile, I didn't hear the carpet man (who was coming to measure up) at the door and DH has bought a new mudguard but the fitting of it is beyond him and DS has cut some important bit, and I scalded my fingers when rushing to answer the door, sadly not to the carpet man.

It is a sorely trying day

And we are going to have to make the DC's stay in on Tuesday so the furniture can be exchanged and a new fridge handle fitted

Well done Ruby!

Think I will have a gallon of wine, the carpet I want (the man came back!) is out of stock till mid-October!

Hi crepey ones. Back from the wilds of Suffolk yesterday and forced to face up to what needs to be done over weekend in order to be able to send dcs back to school on tuesday.... AAAGH. Am Hopeless Mother (got to be better than Terrible Cunt Mother at least . School shoes / gym shoes / football boots / school shirts... oh and haircuts.
Fantastic news re moving BD. Shameful confession here: we moved in 2 years ago and I still have a cardboard box of clothes sitting unpacked in my bedroom... Hopeless!

I've met MrS. And I'm not religious....

We have finally got all DD1's school stuff BUT nobody has got round to ironing in the labels DP bought for her. I personally feel she can scrawl in her own name with a marker pen...

< wonders how Mrs S is getting on at Eurodisney with Dd and Precious blow Dried Friend>
Welcome back OQ- how were the Broads?

Mi use a sharpie . Gave up that sewing lark years ago.

We're back on UK soil! Not home yet due to Friday night Eurotunnel delays.

The "nit"uation isn't getting any better; when we stopped for lunch I took the liberty of peering under DS's boyband thatch of hair, and it is very clear that he has been breeding a monstrous infestation for some time. I never get near his mop nowadays, and aren't nits confined to primary school anyway??! Big black Bad Mother mark for not checking...serves me right.

DS is mortified, and has decided to have a Gerrard Piquet haircut at the earliest opportunity (some football player apparently).

Great holiday, though, despite my current obsession with bloody nits, in fact kids voted it best yet. Can't wait to get home though.

CV have you got a nitty gritty comb?

We were a bit south of the Broads... but weather was pretty good (which in my book means anything better than freezing cold / pouring with rain and we went swimming in sea nearly every day which was lovely. Managed lots of lazing about, reading and gin drinking. Bliss. Feels quite hard getting back to real life! Today felt like the end of summer here in London... so on a brighter note am getting excited about wearing knitwear!

We are back and we had a great time! Not busy and managed to do loads of rides (Pirates of the Caribbean twice). PBDF's mother kept texting me and leaving voicemail messages about cold legs. I overheard a rather terse exchange with her DD about not being cold AT ALL, ALRIGHT? (And it wasn't.) DD and PBDF swapped hoodies half way round Disney, which did amuse me. I have shovelled spag bol (done in slow cooker before I left - the bol, not the spag) down them and they are now slumped in the sofa bed in front of Grease with a bag of Monster Munch.

Please link to Terrible Cunt Mother - I am intrigued.

(I think Mr S is secretly frightened of MI.)

We used Hedrin while on holiday, so alarmed were we about the Inferiorettes' scratching

Cremola, I've never used anything but a sharpie, and that quite rarely. We've never had to deal with uniform before.

OQ, as a Norwich escapee, I still can't quite believe people go to Norfolk voluntarily

OQ - sounds like an idyllic holiday.Sorry Geography not my strong suit.
Yes to naice knitwear . Definitely need it here today; it feels nippy this morning.
Any links to pretty knits crepeys?

Mrs S - PBDF sounds great. Lol @ monster munch on the sofa. Sounds like heaven

Off to work now- 12 hours of fun no doubt.
DR Who back tonight on BBC .dd v excited.

OQ, glad you had a good hol, but hopefully not the end of summer yet!
MrsS, well done!

MI and Cremola, I am a sewer-in. So far, no items of uniform lost (and that's for 10yrs/8yrs!) Infact, DD said the other day that the reason none of her uniform has gone missing after PE is the very obvious sewn-in labels. Watch out MI - friend's DD's school skirt went missing after PE at Syd - apparently a common occurrence at Kd too

Oh dear. We had a bit of a problem with PBDF this morning - she had apparently asked her mother to meet her at the local metro station - which is 5 minutes in a straight line from here with no roads to cross (she could walk home in 20 minutes), but hadn't told me that she is not allowed out in Paris on her own. Until I breezily told her which direction to go in.

DD2 and her friend were still asleep and DD1 had gone off to her cello lesson in the opposite direction (on her own, in scary Paris, on the metro) when this materialised. Mother got very irate and ended up walking here to collect PBDF, but insisted on meeting her on the street and not coming in. Think she is cross with me - I texted her to say, sorry for the confusion, had I known that you had arranged to meet PBDF, I would indeed have delivered her to the metro station...(had she told me, I could have got her there before DD1 left for her music lesson, thereby not having to leave DD2 and her friend alone in the flat).

PBDF clearly hugely embarrassed that she is not allowed to do the journey from her home to ours on her own - it is 5 minuted to the metro from here, then 2 stops, so about 2 minutes, then 2 minutes walk at the other end. Does anyone else see a problem with a 14 year old doing this??

No, but then I let my 13yo DD roam around London unsupervised, and let both DC (DS is only 11) get the train to Milton Keynes on their own

That is ridiculous Mrs S and friend's mother sounds more and more like a right royal Parisian pain in the arse (derriere?) with each post. Is that sort of attitude rife over there? The mind boggles as to how this poor child will ever manage to leave home / go to university etc. Surely by 14 they have to start becoming independent in some respects. RIDICULOUS. YANBU etc (not that you asked).

The only thing wrong with that, BTM is going to Milton Keynes! (Used to live there.) Mine go round Paris on their own and both go out to the suburbs to meet friends on the train on their own (up to an hour on the train).

I got the train from Victoria (do they still have the Boat Train?) to Alsace when I was 15, to do my French exchange. And used to go to London on the train with a friend at 13. If you're not allowed to do these things at 14, when will you be allowed to do them?

They are American... don't think they do public transport in the deep south. I think it was this same friend who had a birthday bash involving a film and a meal at La Defense - DD1 had something else on early afternoon so could not meet up beforehand, but went out to La Defense on her own on the metro (as she does). Family were so shocked and concerned by this that they insisted on accompanying DD1 home and delivering her to the door (early evening - around 1900).

Mad then, quite mad. Mother should just be laughed at loudly next time she proposes / does something similar. I would just behave as though quite certain she must be joking.

It is interesting though . DS2 has friends whose parents are quite bonkers but at the opposite end of the spectrum and that makes me furious... why oh why cant people just be sensible (like me obviously). DS2 was invited, when 11, to go on a friend's birthday outing to Thorpe Park. Meet at Waterloo, get train to wherever, get bus to amusement park etc. WITH NO ACCOMPANYING ADULT AT ALL. He didn't go (and neither did any of the other lucky invitees!).