Lavender Hell

There are few things that can prepare you for the true horrors of a live-in Mother-in-Law. The inane, pointless conversations, the "joy" of hearing verbatim the order of the balls that came out at bingo, the unmistakably heady combined smell of piss and lavender. I know from first hand experience what this is like. This is my story!

Saturday, December 31, 2005

Sign of the Times?

A while ago, I got to thinking about those signs that people hang on their gates to stop intruders. Usually with a picture of a large dog and bearing the legend "I can make it to the gate in 10 seconds - Can you?" You know the sort of thing I mean.

Anyway, there are things more frightening than dogs in this world and I came up with an idea for alternatives. The identity of M-I-L has been blanked out on these mock ups, partly to protect her identity, but largely because I fear that the Gorgon qualities of her image might lead to legal reprisals from readers. Anyway, see what you think - this could be big!





Have an enjoyable New Year's Eve; I know I will because she's not back until Wednesday!

Is that your final answer?

It’s been mercifully M-I-L free for most of the Christmas hols as M-I-L has gone away for a few days. However, she did give us one moment of despair before she went.

She’s big on watching “Who Wants to be a Millionaire” (even makes a point of video-taping it if she goes out when it’s on). Anyway, I had to make one of those dreaded excursion that involve going into her living room while she’s in there, with all the horrific potential for her starting one of those inane conversations which make me lose the will to live.

I noticed that WWTBAM was on TV and she was looking rather puzzled and asked me if I knew the answer to the current question that was on screen. The question was “Which of these is a flightless bird?”:
A. Cassowary
B. Crow
C. Coot
D. Cuckoo

I told her it was Cassowary. She looked at me and said “I thought it might be, but I wasn’t sure. I mean, I know the other three can fly but I’ve never heard of that one so I couldn’t be certain.”

Classic – what other possible option could have been right given the fact that she knew the other three could fly?

I had to beat a hasty retreat from her room to laugh with the proper sense of decorum.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot...

Just a quick one that made me laugh today.

The Current Mrs James let me know that, after I had left for work this morning, M-I-L had come to her to complain that there was no hot water for her to carry out her ablutions. The Current Mrs James went to her aid to see what the problem was.

The solution to this problem was quickly identified and was solved by pointing out that M-I-L would stand a better chance of getting hot water out of a tap if she actually turned on the hot water tap. The cold water tap, as a general rule, only dispenses cold water.

(As an aside, a friend of mine had some plumbing work done at home and, after the plumber had left, went to flush to toilet, only to find that piping hot water was pouring into the toilet pan. It seems that the plumber had made a bit of a faux pas when he had connected up some of the hot and cold water pipes. Talk about having a hot flush!)

Tee Hee