Mr Mum strikes again!

So, first day back at school in upper 6th for my two boys; Mr Mum due home same time as them. Cooler today so, I thought cook a roast, they'll all appreciate that (Wish I hadn't, I was boiling!!!)

Anyhow, usually the two boys wash and dry up, but asked if we could use the dishwasher. Now, it is fair to say, it is not a gadget which gets much use in our house.

Mr Mum said he would do it (because he could see how overheated I was), bless!

10 minutes ago, there was a loud *BANG!* from the kitchen. I enter from the dining room, Mr Mum enters from the hallway .... .... .... Then, it hits us ... a stench of plastic!!

So, I ask him: did you put *everything* in the dishwasher? Including all the utensils? (Yup!)

Have you put that on the highest setting? (Yup!)



I am dreading opening the dishwasher because, I suspect it was a plastic ladle type thing that has exploded within it! And I dread to think what kind of mess that will have made inside there

When God was giving out common sense, I'm afraid Mr Mum was late for registration

 

Will he learn from he mistake

 

Nightmare!

Did you read about the guy last week who met the Olympic team from a small African nation at the airport? There was some cock up about paying for their digs, so he took the entire team back to his mums house & put them up, bless him.

One of them filled the plastic electric kettle up & put it on the gas hob to boil Nearly burnt the house down.

 

Oh this is hilarious, thanks for cheering me up Zigs!!

 

Oh, he will! When he's cleaned up whatever mess will be lurking there ... he'll use that as a reason not to load the dishwasher ever again!

Zigs, I didn't read that, but, safe to say, when it happens somewhere else and *to* someone else, it is definately a moment

 

He did it on purpose mum so he wouldn't get asked to load the dishwasher again!

 

We men wouldn't do that, would we

 

Hmmm,

Val

 

Does any one know how to start the hoover and the iron as well ????

 

Many years ago, when I was a humble office worker, the boss asked me to make tea for some of her "guests" (like I didn't have anything better to do? ). She'd also brought in some teacakes for me to toast.

Well, being a good girl, I found a tray, did everything prettily; toasted the teacakes, found a dish to put the butter on (in neatly cut cubes, I might add!), picked a couple of flowers from the garden and put them in a vase on the tray. Took this over to the main house where she was entertaining her "guests" and was met with a shock/awe "Oh how wonderful! Thank you!!" (Why the surprise? I'd only done what she'd asked me).

Not quite out of the sullen teen stage, I trudged back to the office, muttering to myself and the oddjob man, George stopped to asked if I was ok. Not having quite worked out that the word secretary begins with the word "secret", I was very indiscreet and passed on my mumbles.

His response? "You should have burned the beggars; she wouldn't have asked you again"

 

Why would you need to know that?

 

Of course not, how could we do such a thing...........

 

We men have to do are bit around the house, and i want to wear the pinny

 

Pics please!!!!

Val