It is possible, considering the differing rates of planetary revolution and movement around their suns, that yesterday, somewhere in the universe it was Friday 13th. It certainly was here, if not in date then definitely in manner.
- The FB was in sulk mode, finding it unfair of me even to ask him to try to put his socks on.
- The rubbish bins had not been provided by the landlord but had been brought home by our downstairs neighbours, and I had graffitied them with our house number. Apology required.
- It was a rainy and windy day which is never a good combination. The FB's pushchair's raincover can't cope with rain and wind and turns into a smothering layer of plastic so when the FB, after several attempts by me to keep the cover off his face, kicked the raincover off, my limited patience gave out and I stalked off down the road followed by a screaming toddler. Witnessed by another parent from his nursery.
- etc etc etc
The list is endless and the day cumulated with the FB being sent to his room in disgrace and me sobbing on the couch. All in all a horrible horrible day.
Today, despite the rain, wind and thunder, the sun is shining on our little home. The neighbours were fine with me painting the house number (we share the same house number) on the bins, and although it absolutely bucketed it down as I left to pick the FB up from nursery, by the time I had arrived the sun was shining and another battle with the raincover was avoided.
As for Mars, well the little area of SW London in which we reside has a crater named after it. No Provencal village or adorable hamlet in Tuscany for us, no, we get a lifeless hole in the ground.
20 comments:
I'm really laughing about your bin defacement episode. Sorry.
It's good you had the same housenumber.
When my kids have days like that a nap is in order, FOR ME.
I remember days like that- & yes the song is right... 'nobody told me there'd be days like this'.
You also have a popular front named after your area, good old Wolfie Smith!
Ahh Velcro, even your bad days make me laugh!
I love the bin mess up. If you really want to piss them off, how about sending them a bill for the cost of the paint you used to paint the numbers on their bins? :)
How do you turn a bad day into a funny post? You are magic. I say you did the neighbors a favor with the paint, you just made sure no one else ran off with the bins.
So sorry, but I am even laughing at you sobbing on the couch.
Does that make me a bad person?
Oh well, never mind...
:-)
Some days, when you get that initial whiff of disasters to come, it's best to refill the hot water bottle,crawl back into bed and pull the covers over your head. Not too practical, but ohhhh! so tempting....
well that will teach me to be so organised! Usually it takes me weeks to get round to doing chores like painting numbers on bins and if I had waited well I probably would have found out that they belong to downstairs, before I tagged them.
MrsT I wish they sold tshirts with "Freedom for *****" or "**** Popular Front" on, preferably in kids' sizes but they don't.
Poor Velcro. I ahd to laugh too at you defacing the neighbour's bin...
Velcro don't give Mr T ideas, he'll get those t-shirts made up for Little Miss T.
At least you get Wolfie Smith as an (in)famous resident, all we get is Cynthia Payne!
and Roger Moore, Eddie Izzard, Paul Merton (though we can claim him too), not to mention Alistair Crowley.
Then Little MissT will be one of the coolest babies in the area if she has one of those tshirts.
May I join in the South London debate and say that the inventor of the flush toilet, Thomas Crapper, hails from our part of town. Oh, and David Bowie, who is slightly more impressive.
And, oh so many days like that, especially the screaming toddler bit. Did you get the extraordinary hailstones yesterday too? Glad the sunshine we had today made a difference.
Angelfeet I didn't realise you were that close! And David Bowie is certainly far more impressive than our Wolfie Smith.
No we didn't get the hailstones. Was this during the midday downpour by any chance? We had thunder, torrential (for the UK) rain and gusting winds
I can't wait to get rid of the stroller. Cluttering up the car boot and squeaking and generally used as a bag holder as defiant toddler walks alongside! But I can see how it would be essential to a lady with baby.... My other pram had one of those covers but due to lack of rain here didn't get used often; but when I did it was a bloddy pain in the.... Commiserations to you and your horrible day - crying on the lounge is not so nice (unless your watching a movie of course).
That should have read "lady with baby on the way..." of course ;-)
thank you Nutmeg.
During my research last night into the future pushchair I found a few other mothers complaining about the raincover on this pushchair so I'm not an incompetant hamfisted fool after all.
Hey Velcro I found these http://www.teemarto.com/mod/tee01/ProductDetail.do?productId=3934! Unfortunately they don't do them in kids sizes :(
fantastic! thanks MrsT. I'm going to have to see if I can find a kid's version. Someone must make them
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