The only trouble is that not only are sisters-in-law smarter than me, they both work and earn lots of money. So what with the teasing because I'm an idle kept woman, and coming back to a home with cobwebs and a half-painted hall, I am an even bigger mass of complexes than before.
But don't worry; it'll pass soon. Meanwhile here's me - minus shoes - with Elder Son (left as you look at the photo) and Younger Son. (I did wear shoes but they hurt so much I left them off for as long as I could.) Daughter couldn't attend because Son-in-law was on call. It was a shame but couldn't be avoided: you never know when people are going to crash in their car and need a new bit of face made.
Oh, yes, I nearly forgot. When Husband saw me dressed up for the lunch party he said, 'Moo.' How to make a girl feel good! I've suggested he take up counselling as a career.