Next time Mr Grumpy says ... "come and hold this", remind me to tell him to go and boil his head.
I went and held this ... which was in fact a ladder; so he could put up
another bird feeder ... I was holding on to said ladder and standing on the bottom rung as ballast - as per my instructions - whilst watching the blue tits and listening to the babies in the box nearby ... then he stepped down onto my finger ... and it
was my fault.
My finger is huge and blue and is most fortunate NOT to be adorned with rings or I'd have needed them cutting off.
He wasn't satisfied with this though ... oh no, not by a long chalk:
had actually rushed out of bed and thrown some clothes on to go and help him with the ladder, because instead of sitting still like a good husband first thing in MY morning, he was pacing up and down with seed, nuts and water for the feeders and just generally hovering at the bedroom door saying things like ... "whenever, you're ready ... no rush". Yeah, right.
So, after assaulting my finger and blaming me for HOLDING the effin ladder, I went back in to have my shower - whilst nursing my oh so poorly finger ... "Oops" he declared from the other side of the shower curtain ... "I've flushed the loo" - an absolute no no in the tin hut when someone - well, me to be exact - is showering. So there I stood, bracing myself with finger held aloft, as my extremities sizzled under the rather hot water ... and I called him a tw*t.
shortly after this we went for a walk at Gibraltar Point, he took me down a footpath so he could feed the
birds there ... "Ooh, it's a bit overgrown" he declared while I'm battling - still
holding my poorly finger up - with the effin nettles. "OUCH! my knees" ... "Oh dear, I'll find you a dock leaf" he told me, while bustling past me and pushing me against yet more nettles.
I have to wonder how I'd have fared if he wasn't so thoughtful ...
Grumpyoldken 36 -
3 months ago