Well, I TRIED to care about the rugby yesterday, honest – but sadly, I was more gutted about Kimberley being knocked out of X Factor than I was about England losing. Sorry. Not my cup of Tetleys. But I can’t BELIEVE Kimberley was out, when those cheesers stayed in. Can’t remember what they’re called but you know who I mean. The white-grinned vaguely sinister brother/sister combo. Pass the bucket!!
Enough bitching. It’s half term here – hoorah!! – which we are all chuffed about. This has been the first weekend since we moved that we haven’t had people visiting/staying, so it has been tres relaxing just slobbing around not doing very much. Fantastic. We were meant to be going to Brighton yesterday for a few days but eldest daughter has had some ear trouble which means we have to go to the hospital tomorrow. She’s so selfish that girl, mucking up our holiday plans… (JOKE, please don’t grass me up to social services.) She’s had to have drops put in three times a day for the last two weeks – Gordon Bennett, the melodramas this has caused, I can hardly begin to describe them. I have to chase her upstairs each time, wrestle her to the floor and contend with much screaming, anguish and general hamming up. Aaargh. Really hope the consultant gives her the all-clear tomorrow. Neither of us can face that bottle of ear-drops any more.
So, anyway. Read any good books lately? I have just finished Extreme Motherhood: The Triplet Diaries by Jackie Clune which was brilliant. Talk about a hardcore mum – she already had a one-year-old, then found out she was pregnant with triplets. Eeeek. She writes a very funny, frank, moving account of the pregnancy, births and the first few months of having four children under two. Like I say, hardcore. Respect to the Triplet Lady!
That's all for now – and perhaps the rest of the week. Ears permitting, we'll be back beside the seaside asap. In the meantime, have a good week, one and all!
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