Tired, cranky and with hurty feet.
Rang my mother this evening "When are you coming down?" No hello, how was your day etc etc. She has already pissed off her nice neighbours and her friend who kindly did some shopping for her - "Why did you get this from Marks and Spencer? Do you think I am made of money?" I will go down on Saturday but would rather not. If she had a boot room, I would shut her in it!
Here: Boot Room N
Cleaner N
Revising Teens Allegedly
Moaning Teens Absolutely
Moulting and dribbling cat Y
Husband on the piss Y (with a mate of mine that I have known since I was about 19 - had no idea they knew each other).
DD1's last week of school this week - henceforth it is all revision. Slightly disturbed that her maths teacher, who has spent most of the year off sick, told DD1's maths tutor that there are "still two subjects on the syllabus that the class hasn't covered." W T A F?