Can this day get any better??
Husband has decided to watch snooker and child, with a pitying look on his face, has taken himself off to climb trees/make mud pies/spray paInt the village hall or whatever it is 11-yr-old boys find cool these days. So I find myself closeted in my bedroom eating Krackawheat with Lurpack (I have no cheese -could things be any worse?) about to watch Holby City on Sky Plus….
Now if that’s not the perfect description of a rock star lifestyle I don’t know what is!
I am going to eat the crackers on husband’s side of the bed and hope the crumbs find their way into his arse crack at silly o’clock tonight. Mwahahahaha