Yesterday was a lazy day, well for me at least - eventually. Himself and the two lads decided to go target shooting – basically a competition using air rifles to shoot metal targets shaped like animals, placed around a cold muddy field – did I want to go with them? Could they see that pig flying past? Well, when one of them could hit it I would jump at the chance to go with them. That was a no then, came the reply.

I was quite looking forward to staying in bed, I really don’t get the chance that often. Yes, sucker that I am – I actually believed I could go back to sleep after the alarm clock had gone off.

8.45am The alarm clock goes off and Himself, after several pokes in the ribs, gets up.

8.47am Himself opens Matt’s door and asks (for ask please read - MATT, MATT, at the top of his voice) if he’s still going with them. Matt takes after me; he’s forever changing his mind.

8.52am Himself shouts from the toilet – we’ve run out of toilet paper.
Isn’t that typical? There was none on the roll before he sat down but he couldn’t possibly have gone to the cupboard himself first. No, don’t be silly, I could get up and get it for him.

8.54am Pass toilet roll to himself while holding nose and shouted Matthew again.
8.56am Climbed back into bed.

8.58am Got out of bed to answer door – Stephen had arrived. He couldn’t get in because Himself’s keys are in the door.

9.00am Climbed back into bed

9.05am Himself comes into bedroom and bangs wardrobe doors and drawers - very loudly, then gets dressed. Himself shouts out to Matthew again to get up.

9.12am Got out of bed to go to the toilet – bladder is starting to hurt. Holds nose.

9.16am Shouts to Matthew as I passed, saying I am NOT calling him again. Got back into bed

9.25am Steve shouts up to say he’s let the ducks out. I thank him and pull the covers over my head.

9.27am Matthew comes into room – where are the thick green socks? Duh…in the drawer.

9.30am Matthew comes back into room – Where are his shooting trousers? Why me? In the wardrobe - he hung than up himself when he tided up.

9.31am Himself wants to know if I want a piece of toast and a cup of tea? Please, do not start that one again.

9.34am Steve shout’s upstairs that he’s going to get the papers – where’s the paper money? On the sideboard!

9.47am Steve shouts upstairs to say he’s now got the papers – Yes, thank you.

9.52am All three men traipse outside – you can clearly hear them discussing where wellies, gloves and coats are, who’s wearing what, and had they got enough pellets.

9.58am All three men shout goodbye and Matthew slams front door shut. You then hear Himself moaning that one day he’s going to break that door.
Listen to car drive away. All is quiet.

10.00am Cat jumps on bed and demands to be fed.

10.01am Got up and fed cat.

10.12am Takes a glass of milk and a couple of pieces of toast back to bed – What? Well I quite fancied a piece of toast at that point.


To be honest I only planned to lie down for half an hour after that, just a cat nap, but somewhere along the line I fell asleep. I woke up at 1.15pm and struggled to get up. That’s the trouble with going back to sleep – you feel sluggish for the rest of the day. I also had a headache that refused to go away and stayed with me until I woke up this morning.

I’ve now got to go to work and listen to Bob the builder and his mate, Eric the Electrician making enough noise to raise the dead.