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Missing the habits — 16 Comments

  1. Mrs Bucko answers every question with a question of her own.

    I've taken to staring stoney faced and silent at her until she twigs and answers the original question.

  2. How true. Herself here has been over in london for 6 weeks now – originally went for 2-3 but job extended. I started out doing a massive clear up as of course all the mess was hers, and I'm Mr Perfect, but you should see the state of the place now! The spiders rule the roost, the fridge and freezer are wondering if they have a job anymore, and I can't see the sink for tuppence! The radio is on full blast and i've come to realise just how annoying 'Joe' is! On the plus side, the local bar owners are making a few extra bob out of me 🙂

    Two tips GD – Eat well everyday, and get out and about (keep that head sane).

    Hope herself makes a quick and full recovery.

    • I have a grand excuse for the mess – I'm too busy driving to and from the hospital.

      It's taken you this long to realise that Joe is a pain in the hole [and the ears]?  I haven't been able to listen to him for years.  I value what's left of my sanity.

  3. right, as much as i want to murder the hub lately, you've made a good point and managed to make me worry for you now. hope missus is back home soon to irritate the bejebus out of you

    • Things were on a bit of a knife edge for the first couple of days, and I seriously had to accept that life might be different.  There is nothing like the prospect of permanent isolation to make you appreciate non-isolation, if you know what I mean.

  4. Had that a couple of weeks ago when Mrs A was in hospital for a week. I kept on seeing her car parked outside when I walked past the front door and thinking she was back. So, I sent the car down to the local bodyshop to remove the damage that had mysteriously appeared. Hell to pay when she came out a few days early and found the car missing….

    • Maybe you should have sent the car to hospital and Mrs A to the bodyshop?  Not a bad idea, come to think of it – in future I'll refer Herself to Spanner for repairs…….

  5. many moons ago the good lady had to visist christies to have some radioactive juice…she was scheduled for  fourteen day stay which apparently how long it takes for the glow to go away…I missed having her around as did the nippers…she was only there a week.(hot tip for radioactive juice drinkers shower five or six times a day and drink as much water as you possibly can without bloating…

    the daft sods told her to stay away from the nippers for another week so we had the mad daily ritual of sitting outside her mothers so she could talk to the kids through the glass of the car windows…that was worse than the Christies week…

    • Surely the best thing for radioactive juice drinkers is to bung them into the central heating boiler?  All that lovely power going to waste?  I wonder what the half-life of a radioactive Missus is…?

    • Welcome TLF!  Bollox!! That's just for hormonal teenagers and readers of Barbara Cartland.

  6. Good description of widowhood, even after nearly eight years I still think I must tell Ian that when I hear something of interest. I guess it never ends.

      • …as the farmer said as he picked his nadgers off the ground after he got too close to a running combine harvester.

        Laurie and I send our best, as always. Tell Herself we said hi and to get home soon because you've been feeding dog food to the stove and putting Penny in the fridge.

  7. NAGGING!!!! I hate fucking nagging.

    But if she wasn't there to nag, I'd do fuck all.

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