This morning I am heading to our local playgroup with Bean and Ozzy and no doubt I'll be nattering away with other mums about what we've all been up to over the weekend. You and I however can dispense in the small talk. Lets cut to the chase and dish the dirt. Tell me - what's the most unglamorous thing that you did this weekend?
I'll tell you mine and you tell me yours - that's the deal.
Hmmm well maybe my most unglamorous moment was in the garden on Saturday morning when I ventured into the garden in the rain to pick up rained on soggy dog pooh...or maybe when Sherman (see picture) shook his head so hard the drool flicked up into my face in a Beethoven stylee...or could it be the moment in Waitrose where I bent over to pick up a packet of ginger nuts and let out possibly the squeakiest high pitch fart the world has ever known...
For me it was taking the full bin bag up and and out of the kitchen bin only to get dark brown skanky 'bin juice' drip over my newly bathed feet.
So bring it on people, I don't want to hear of your fabulous weekends and tales of merriment I want you to revel in all that has been manky!