Had the nastiest day ever. Since Xmas Mr C has smashed up the fridge, the telly, and the freeview recorder. And 2 pcs.
He jumps on them in the night and rips the wires out from the back with his teeth. Don't ask.
Today, when I have just painfully paid for the new telly, I found he had torn the wires away from the NEW freeview recorder and the aerial. Had to replace aerial as a third freeview recorder is out of question, cried in Argos. Got home to find he had attacked the final, ancient pc, tho it still works a bit.
Have stomach upset from hell (am waiting op) and had to do a house clearance singlehandledly for charity. Chemist - who has my pain power pills - had scarpered for Easter by the time I staggered up road. Overcharged buying his Felix Sensations.
What can I do? I'm going to have to shut him up at night, aren't I.