Dear Dave,
We're still recovering from the plague. Fraser's getting by on a diet of milk and crackers; Marie's taking exception to everything; Lewis is... Hang on where is Lewis? I'd better go check.
The kids are totally failing to appreciate my nursing efforts but I'll have the last laugh eventually:
Yours in a woman's world,
Ed.
PS To give you a taste of the kind of mood Marie's in, here's a snippet of overheard conversation from bedtime yesterday:
Marie (whining terribly): I can't get to sleep... sob...
Sarah: Of course you can't. The light is on and I'm standing in the room talking to you...
We're still recovering from the plague. Fraser's getting by on a diet of milk and crackers; Marie's taking exception to everything; Lewis is... Hang on where is Lewis? I'd better go check.
The kids are totally failing to appreciate my nursing efforts but I'll have the last laugh eventually:
Yours in a woman's world,
Ed.
PS To give you a taste of the kind of mood Marie's in, here's a snippet of overheard conversation from bedtime yesterday:
Marie (whining terribly): I can't get to sleep... sob...
Sarah: Of course you can't. The light is on and I'm standing in the room talking to you...
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