Do the Shake n Vac and Put the Freshness Back

Mrs B is off pampering herself this weekend at the lovely Stobo Castle. She tells me that this involves mud packs and steam treatments and such. However, as she is away with one of her mates, I have a sneaking suspicion that Chordonay and gossip may play a pivotol role in proceedings.

As she is away, it is just me and the kids here. It is now Sunday morning, and Mrs B is due to return late this afternoon. I am not sure that there is enough time to tidy up. It is amazing how much damage two under fives can cause if left unattended for a day and a half.

I have conducted a prelimenary damage assessment this morning. So far I have discovered a boiled egg in the bath, an enormous pile of assorted jigsaw pieces (from different puzzles) in the hall and something called "Mr Minerva's Bath Goo" in the middle of the kitchen floor.So. Not too bad then.

I reckon, if I spend the rest of the day cleaning (rather than providing you lot with highly entertaining blog entries) I might just about manage to make the place presentable. The whole process reminds me a bit of those teenage parties you used to have when you had an "empty" - when your parents had gone away for a night or two without you. Thbis, of course, was licence for all your friends to come over and drink their own body weight in cheap cider then throw it up behind the chaise longue. The following day was generally taken up fixing a hole in the bathroom wall with some blue tac and a Dulux Match Pot and desperately doing the Shake n Vac to put the freshness back.

Righto. I can't talk to you all morning, no matter how much I love you. I am off to engage in domestic chores.