Alone at last
At long last, I’ve got the computer all to myself! Mr S has become very attached to it since he went all poetic last week and wrote a song about Bertie (which, I’ll give credit where it is due, is very funny). This is the first time in days that he hasn’t been in here obsessing over his blog and his email account. Although this could be due to the fact that I screamed fire, barricaded myself into the room and am refusing to leave until I’ve written something. He wasn’t impressed but I had no other choice!
So, finally alone, the kids are in bed and all is quiet, except of course for Mr S who is whimpering softly outside the door. I’m ready to write something great…
Shit. My mind has gone blank. Fucking typical!
Right, I’d better go and put him out of his misery or on second thoughts I think I’ll go visit a few other blogs!
