Guess what I'm eating!

I have never been into cereal (if I wanted to eat shredded cardboard I could do so without lining the pockets of Mr Kellogg & Co.) so I only ever eat the ones covered in stuff that make cereal taste like something else.

I've never really been into milk either, so it's just a kind of necessary evil to help the cereal go down.

Even when it goes chocolatey. In fact my least favourite bit is slurping down the chocolatey milk at the end.

Am I weird?

It's called 'Hope' by George Frederic Watts. It's my favourite painting, and it seemed to fit.

I am so sorry for your loss Abi.

XXXX

Parsley and me are going out on the town tonight. Without the baby and everything. I am planning on doing my face and wearing a short skirt - the full works!

All of which leads me to believe that I probably shouldn't have given in to my "battered sausage 'n' chips" urge this lunchtime after taking baby Smudge swimming.

But I did.

(Freudian slip: I typed "Gut I did". )

At the risk of showing my age...

...remember that episode of The Young Ones in which Neil had a cold?

Yes? You remember it? You have conjured up the mental pictures?

Good.

You see, yesterday baby Smudge decided to recreate it.

"How?" you cry, agog, hungry for details.

Well...

He sneezed while eating a mouthful of broccoli puree.

Carnage!

Green carnage.

Yesterday it was exactly 2 years since Parsley and I met for the very first time.

We've not been idle.

I didn't get the job.

I now have no work and no income, and can't claim benefits unless I wind up my business.

What a useless sack of shite I am.