Wednesday, 31 March 2010

Soap Box Time

You find me annoyed.

I pay £190 road tax which is supposed to do towards our roads. Others pay more some pay less. Our roads are in a sorry state. Pot holes galore due to the snow. The councils are doing nothing to resolve this. Combine this with the price of fuel £1.18 a litre thank you very much and it's a sad state of affairs. What is the government doing? Well, I imagine Alaistair and Gordon are sat in their smoking jackets laughing, " Raise it by a penny, Darling" sipping their brandy. The General Election is looming and what to do? You have Dave. Dave is your mate, he's down, he's hip, he knows what is happening. Then you have Gordon. A man who at some point had a personality but has lost it over the years. Ruined our economy and can't speak in public without people dozing off. Do you vote for Dave simply because he is the lesser or two evils? Or pick Gordon....Hmmmm.....I know who I will vote for.

Easter is upon us. Great Britain is awash with snow, rain and high winds. Fabulous. We have a busy weekend with football, family gatherings and chocolate of course. Tesco is busy because SHOCK, it is closed on Sunday. People are going mad, buying milk and bread. Now, it's open Fri, Sat and Monday. Honestly.

I have a funeral tomorrow. A client of 20 years passed away. Lovely lady.

Friday, 26 March 2010


Well, I have a kidney infection an a stone, how lovely. Jase called the office to tell them I would be off and he got a BIG sigh. Charming. How rude. Oh well, I have to rest and it's tough.

Ed doesn't believe in Santa anymore. Or the tooth fairy or the bunny. He is growing up so fast. I can't believe he is 12 this year!

I bought a slanket. It's a fleece with arms!! Fabulous keeps me warm and I need that at the mo.

Well, thats all for now :)

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Go Compare

Go compare, go compare, its an annoying ad, really bad, go compare......

I hate this advert I really do.

Nice to see Peter the duck triumphed on the "K" factor. Ed loved the guitar playing Spiderman. We expect great things.

Nothing much to report except I am sporting a killer migrane today which will not ease. Have taken pills but doing nothing. Oh well.

Well must get back to work

Sunday, 14 March 2010

Happy Mothers Day!

Yes its Mother's day. Happy Mothers day to all :) Happy Birthday to my Dad! Unlucky Dad, today you must share :)

I am off to work shortly. Yesterday was so busy. Carers went sick (funny that) so me and another girl were roped in to cover. I worked all morning then all night. Luckily, the clients were all very sweet (unlike the tasks) despite that and the pressure I am feeling rewarded and I am going to ask tomorrow to take a high qualification in care. The company pay so why not?

I was woken this morning by Ed handing me cards. One from the cats, one from him and one from Jase. Very sweet. Also got flowers so good day all round. Jason cleaned out the hamster. Imagine my horror (insert sarcasm) when it was announced that Willow was out of chews. HORROR!!!! The hamster will have to rough it, I mean, the humanity of it all!!!! Next I will be told Milo can't get a place on the bed!!!!

Well, thats all for now, I am gathering the gloves and aprons for tonight.!

Tuesday, 2 March 2010


I bring the news that Eddie got into The Boys Grammar School. Its by far the best school in the area and we have high hopes. He has done so well and achieved so much, we couldn't be prouder. Ed wants to be a Doctor so its a perfect place to start. Of course other Mum's are being horrible but whatever, if their child works hard then they will achieve too. My nephew is doing spectacularly well at his school and we know we are going to see fab things from him! My niece starts the same school so come on my family!!!!!! Clever children. :)

I have been rushing around today and now as consequence have a headache that no painkiller can well, kill. I am waiting for the shopping to be delivered because like Mother Hubbard my cupboards are quite bare. Not a morsal survives. I am poised to answer the door as I type. At least the cats are fed. (we don't ever run out of their food no siree) In fact Miss Hoops is watching me type. She's waving...well, not really but I know she would if she could.

oh! doorbell!!!!!! Fooood