Saturday, 21 February 2009

Exasperatedly Yours, Manchester

If I could have got near this computer yesterday I may well have written a post entitled
'Thank God it's Friday'
which would have summed up my half term holiday week - kids, extra kids, rabbits, my mother.....the list goes on.


If I had more than two minutes to spend here now, I might write a post called
'Run, Rabbit, Run',
in which you would realise, if you are familiar with the wartime song, why my sympathies lie firmly with the farmer and his gun, gun, gun.


Instead, and since I only have two minutes, I shall relate a small, but exasperating vignette of my day.


Naturally, it involves the Father of This Lot.


Him: Right - I'm watching the football later. If you want to go shopping, you'll have to go early. That's if you want to go.......


Me: Let's see. There have been upwards of seven kids here all week. They have eaten us out of house and home. If we were Jewish we wouldn't have to search out crumbs, because there aren't any.
OF COURSE I WANT TO GO SHOPPING!


Him: I'll have to pick the car up from the garage. Back in a bit.


An hour passed. And another.


I rang him.


Me: Where are you? When you said 'back in a bit' I assumed you meant the five minutes it takes to drive home from the garage....


Him: I'm just helping out...I'm taking signwriting off a van.....it's quite good actually - there's a machine a bit like a paint stripper.....


Me: Spare me the details. Hurry up - I've got to get something for tea......


Him: Right. I'll be about an hour.


That was at half past one.


At twenty five to four I rang again.


Me: Let me guess......the Mare and Foal?


Him: No, actually......The Cotton Tree......



And to think I was wondering only yesterday what to give up for Lent........




14 comments:

Maggie May said...

Do you mean that you are going to give up eating or give up The Father Of This Lot?

gigi said...

FDunny, but sorry about your day of waiting around. Those are the worst!

Kitty said...

Make him buy you a laptop! You NEED one! Then you can order your shopping online. A strapping man will deliver them to your door and you won't need to bother TFOTL to bring the car. Simple pimple. x

Suburbia said...

No shopping then?

When you've finished with that rabbit gun can you send it my way please (damn things)!!

Working mum said...

Give up cooking for TFOTL! And get Tesco to deliver - made my life sooooo much easier!

Jennysmith said...

They've no idea have they. Its bad enough facing a big shop in the first place.

xxxxx

Cath said...

Well now you KNOW what to give up for Lent! LOL

Just give up trying! *sigh*. I would be totally exasperated with him!

Purpleflowerpatch said...

You're a saint...and he's a? Well, he's a bloke married to a saint. ;-)

Jennifer said...

Oh, that FOTL. He's always good for a blog post, at least. :)

There is nothing worse than WAITING when you have stuff to do. Steam out the ears, that's me...

Blessing on you, and
"Lord, give this one patience." :)

Renae said...

Well, next time you leave him at home to go to the store, by all means, take your time! ;-)

Expat mum said...

I think you have to put your foot down with a firm hand!

Kimmie said...

Waiting is hard, waiting for food is harder...sorry it was such a long wait. Did you get some food?
Now I am hungry, darn I have to go get some tea and something to go with it. See what you've done?!

Kimmie
mama to 7
one homemade and 6 adopted

Daryl said...

Missed this last weekend ... no crumbs here either

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