Rats and the ongoing laundry saga

Aye oop me dooks (Boy taught me that)!

First of all, a quick update on the ongoing laundry debacle. After more than three failed trips to the launderette, the Kids finally succeeded in persuading the laundry lady to take their smelly clothes off their hands. This was Wednesday. Hilariously, the clothes will not be ready until Friday evening. Let’s just say that the Kids were in desperate need of new clothes on Tuesday. I can’t confirm for definite, but I am verging on certain that Boy has not worn underwear for three days… Continue reading

New friends, sweaty backs and massages

Well hello everybody!

I’ll be honest. I’m pissed off. Guess who went to the massage parlour on Friday night? Yep. Boy, Girl and Yours Truly. Guess who actually received a massage at aforementioned massage parlour? Clue. NOT BLOODY ME. To add salt to a bleading gash, guess who spent an hour crumpled in a bag next to a certain hairy, clumsy oath (who may or may not be called Boy) while THEY received a massage? Not even answering that…

At least it sounded like it hurt.

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A café to touch a teddy bear’s soul

What’s up?!

It’s been an action packed few days to say the least. More rain, insects the size of a teddy bear’s head and…laundry!

This week so far has involved a lot of sitting by the pool ‘working’ (looks a lot like procrastination to me, but I can’t exactly talk) and eating delicious-looking take aways that cost less than it takes to use a public toilet in London. Continue reading