Monthly Archives: July 2017

Here’s the thing

Here’s the thing

Here’s the thing. I wasn’t going to drink but then I realised that A, I’m a fucking lush and B, it’s the bastard school holidays.

We have been out all day. I’m a much nicer mummy when I’m out. Unfortunately we had to come home and having tired the little shits out so very successfully, my plan backfired spectacularly when we got home. They turned on each other the second we walked through the door. They then turned on me and finally, they turned on Dangerous the moment he put his foot through the door.

I have had to put Totes Towers in to special measures. All bets are off it’s “minging Monday”

Luckily for me, I’m having to go to work tomorrow. I was very upset when I first found out but anythings easier than entertaining kids in the holidays.

Chin chin from Totes Towers on lockdown with the reserves brought out. We have cracked open the leftover champagne from Xmas. It really was that bad.

Gin – because it’s the holidays

Gin – because it’s the holidays

Gin – because it’s the holidays, because my little shits have been using the lounge as a shooting gallery and because I tried to teach Oscar how to hoover. Because I redecorated the hall, because it rained all afternoon and I went to buy decking oil that cost fucking £50. Gin – because my husband… Continue Reading