Wor Lass has very kindly started hanging my washing up if I do laundry on a weekday because she works mostly from home and I’m mostly out.
She knows all of the hangers in my wardrobe hang the same way and she laughs at me for it but she’s deliberately hanging them the other way to mess with me.
Either that, or she doesn’t care and I’m paranoid.
two of my old housemates when i lived in wrexham spent a week walking to south wales, camping along the way. when they got there (can’t remember where they went) they fixed a plaque they’d had made before they left to a random bench and got the train home. it just said “in memory of greg and adam” coz that was their names
For anyone out there struggling to come up with things when full of beer and cheese or whatever at this demanding time of year for partner annoying, i have four simple yet effective words:
My partner had a dream last night that she’d just woken up and her phone clock said it was 9pm, and when she asked me why I’d not woken her up for work, I told her I wasn’t her alarm clock. Then it turned out it was only 8am and if just changed the clock.
One of the school mums has mistakenly decided Wor Lass is a podiatrist and keeps taking her shoes off in the playground to show her bunions and things.
This is quite funny in itself but I have started singing the Avalanches’ song Frontier Psychiatrist (with Podiatrist substituted into the title) whenever she tells me stories about her actual day at work.