So Fay Ripley collected the tummy button fluff from her husband to be and then when he proposed, she ate it....

[foxinsocks]

ewwwwwwwwwww

what is she on

I like to think so.

how is your moping going? I do love a good mope.

Rather well thank you. We've had a lovely time actually. DS1 said to me (whilst boring me senseless whilst talking through blardy chess moves you should NEVER MAKE, yawn) 'It's rather as if the two noisiest people in the house have left isn't it? I like it. Now so, you'd never want to put your bishop in the blah blah blah'.

When they get you on your own, they don't half go on do they?

yes, I know what you mean. Makes you realise why you had more than one doesn't it. Because MY GOODNESS, I think my head would have exploded had I been forced to listen to all the talking that gets done in this house.

Bet ds1 loved it actually. Probably doesn't get that much time with you on your own!

it's the 'hurry up and go to bed', and then 'oooh I probably should have savoured that moment a bit more'

having said that, not sure I can remember even one chess move let alone a series of them - v impressive

No, I shout at him a lot and I make him turn the shower on and off for dd1, and he makes his own breakfast too most mornings. Bet Bobby Fisher had it easier.

I keep doing this. I come on, talk about myself, and everyone leaves your threads. Sorry. I'm also in the healthy eating thing boring Franny. I must stop.

I don't care. Not much can be said about Fay Ripley eating tummy button fluff really. Unless someone else eats their husband's toe nails or something .

I must admit, you have an impress array of skills. Gnawing nails and typing at the same time, playing chess...

I'm useless at chess actually, ds1 is teaching me very 'patiently', because of this I have had to work for MI5.

Ooh what about your lady detective friend? Has she started?

I dont believe for one minute she ate it. That was just for a laugh.

Not yet. She has to do some sort of training thing - I had to resist the urge to ask about weapons and interrogation. Will leave those questions for next time I think.

I must go - poor ds is ill (not badly - all he has is a cold but annoyingly, my children are straight from the Exorcist stable and have extraordinary vomit capabilities when even slightly unwell) so I need to get some hours in before I kick dh out of bed to sort him out .

Have a good sleep and hope dh and ds get back safely.

yeah, but it's not funny though. Even the panel looked pretty horrified!

I know but I think she felt she needed to splurt some punchline out and that was the first thing that came into her head. Clearly a load of crap.

Isn't her husband the swimmer bloke from Muriel's Wedding? I'd eat his belly button fluff too...

Eurgh that is gross! even if it was Brad Pitt, you still wouldn't catch me eating his bbutton fluff!