So yes, thanks for all your lovely comments. Normal service will shortly be resumed. And by the way, welcome to all the readers of 'Let's Knit' magazine who have come over here to read about knitting and listen to my 'weekly podcast'. Weekly, hmmmm.
Sunday 20 April 2008
Keep Calm and Carry On
My friend Bernie introduced me to this phrase a few months ago and since then I have seen a revival of the old WW2 posters.
Having been so god damn angry yesterday I have now calmed down to a mere simmer and things are more or less back to normal in the shaky ceasefire Pooch and I think of as our loving marriage! Pooch has been suitably apologetic and seems to have scared himself almost as much as me. He's promised to make it up to me today with a big roast lunch and so on. I've pointed out some sort of thoughtful and unprovoked present would also be suitable but he's fighting me on that one. I'm also going to sort out the contents insurance myself while he's out at the supermarket.
So yes, thanks for all your lovely comments. Normal service will shortly be resumed. And by the way, welcome to all the readers of 'Let's Knit' magazine who have come over here to read about knitting and listen to my 'weekly podcast'. Weekly, hmmmm.
So yes, thanks for all your lovely comments. Normal service will shortly be resumed. And by the way, welcome to all the readers of 'Let's Knit' magazine who have come over here to read about knitting and listen to my 'weekly podcast'. Weekly, hmmmm.
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4 comments:
Glad to hear this. I found that the first few years of marriage was like two horses trying to break each other but when we'd both broken each other in, it got so much easier and better. But pigging hard at the time.
Hug.
Glad things seem better in the light of day. I'm still simmering from an episode with a now-ex-husband. Had 4 year old twins, and a new baby. He came home drunk as a skunk and proceeded to stagger around the bedroom, first pissing into the clothes closet, and then when I woke and yelled at him to stop, staggered over and started pissing in the baby's crib. That's when I decided I'd had enough, but it took me another 4 years to come to my senses.
Roast lunch?! keep him away from the cooker!!!!!!
Mugs & posters with this on can be obtained at Barter Books in Alnwick, Northumberland.
Which would be a nice place for an "I'm terribly sorry" weekend away - great beaches, (esp Embleton), castles,&c.
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