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Tag Archives: housework
Special request
Dear Universe, can I just say That everything now smells of hay, I’ve cut the lawn down, best I can, (And wished I could employ a man…) Cause, what with all the sun and rain, The green stuff had gone … Continue reading
The hoover? Damn…
The dog has got me sussed, it seems, I can get nothing past her… No matter what approach I try She’s always thinking faster. “I’ll hoover in a minute, girl” ‘We’ll see,’ I see her thinking… Then launches into mad-dog … Continue reading
Accident prone…
Today I kicked the bucket (And for all my US friends, This is a euphemism For the point at which life ends). It wasn’t done on purpose… Just a half-bipedal fail, As I got out of the shower And the … Continue reading
Posted in Humour, Poetry
Tagged accident prone, housework, injury, kicking the bucket, self care
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Rummaging in the fridge of life
“It is just space,” he nodded his head towards the now empty shelf. “It is not,” said my son, “a bad analogy … the Fridge of Life.” He didn’t elaborate, but after a few moments thought, I had to agree… … Continue reading
The dishwashing debate
I loaded up his dishwasher… it isn’t mine, you see, But every Friday morning piles of dishes wait for me. The night before sees lads at play, and men who like to dine The dishes are all theirs, of course, … Continue reading
Posted in Humour, Motherhood, Poetry
Tagged dishwasher, family, growing up, housework, sons, teenagers, washing dishes
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