Promises

I try not to promise anything these days. The harder you try not to do something....well,it's yet another unwritten law of human nature, someone somewhere is going to force the issue. A house full of kids and i'm a loser before i've started.

Grunt needs petrol for his motorbike, the little annoying one needs a lift to grans.....100miles away on a bank holiday,with a grand concert happening in town to celebrate WALES WINNING THE GRAND SLAM(sorry should have asked the Saes to turn away) and worse of all i have to be back in time to take the other littlies to the cinema.
Oh and he who should never has just told me we've got friends coming round this afternoon.
Splitting the atom was easypeasy.......anyone know how i can split me and be in three places at once!

To top it all i've got toothache, gnawing, persistent toothache, of the kind you'd happily cut your headoff with a blunt,rusty nail file if it would only make it STOP!

Yesterday i got through, admitedly a bit curtly, on a wave of paracetemol and Glenfiddich but i'm driving today.