Family Natters

This week I’ve been stalked by the rugby trophy James won on Saturday and which he carries from room to room in the house, he’s so delighted with it.  When I’m cooking its on the kitchen counter, when we’re eating its on the table and when I woke up this morning the darned thing was […]

‘We haven’t heard anything about James lately,’ Amelia’s mummy said to me in an email today.  ‘Does that mean he’s been on his best behaviour?’
Well, Amelia’s mummy, I’m afraid to say he hasn’t.  He has been behaving exactly like he always does.  Let me give you an example of what he did last Sunday.
There was […]

Yesterday James said he would ‘babysit’ for our kids when I had to go to work early. He acted as if he was doing me an enormous favour, when really they’re his kids and his responsibility just as much as mine. Anyway, I did most of the donkey work: made their packups, got their clothes […]

This is a photo of our new bin. James wanted it of course because it’s gadgety. It opens when you approach and closes when you walk away. Annie spends hours putting all our cutlery in it. I suppose its better than drawing on walls.Why not buy one? They’re good for not having to touch the […]

Okay, men: you need to pay attention. I’m about to give you the best advice of your lives. To keep your woman sweet, there’s no real need to buy us fancy clothes or diamond rings. There’s lots of ways that guarantee to get you out of hot water for less than a tenner, and here’s […]

Tonight James said, “It’s a great line up on telly tonight.”
“Brilliant!” I answered, thinking he meant something like a good drama premiere.
“Yeah; it’s Tonga V England on ITV, and Leeds V Saints on Sky .”
And how fantastic it is! James is trying to watch both games at once, so just as I start to […]

I hereby nominate James as the most annoying man ever. Here is just one of many reasons why:
I went on holiday without him (bliss!) and when I came back he had ‘cleared out’ my wardrobe for me, filled 3 bin liners with my clothes that he didn’t like, and was literally packing them into the […]

Surprise, surprise… James is watching football again.  Yawn, yawn.  I can never understand how men talk about it as if it matters.  It is only a game, after all.  I can honestly say I’ve had more fun tidying out James’ sock drawer than watching grown men kick a ball around a grass rectangle.
Having said that, […]