The best laid plans

I said to Husband, "I'm having a day off. I'm going to do nothing."

Then, getting a replacement recycling bag out of the cupboard I knocked and broke a bottle of beer, so I had to mop that up. Honestly, World, it's just one day I wanted off!

The first morning he was home from hospital Husband said he'd get up to have breakfast; I insisted I'd bring it to him in bed. My first big mistake! Now I get nudged for the early morning cup of tea and then nudged again for breakfast.

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Here's my article from next month's Gower Community Magazine. It's on page 34 if it doesn't automatically go there. 

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Interesting chat with Elder Son yesterday. I asked him what incel meant and we talked about masculinity, toxic or otherwise. Yesterday morning he'd been at an under-14s football match (he coaches them but, thankfully, GrandSon1 wasn't playing yesterday as he was occupied elsewhere) and it had all had kicked off. A disagreement on the pitch led to a free-for-all and one man who'd been walking up and down the touchlines started grabbing everybody, including Elder Son and the young boys, and swearing and shouting at them. That I think is fairly toxic masculinity. 

GrandSon1 was in court at the time. Again thankfully, only in a schools tournament. His team didn't win but he got several mentions for his 'performance' as witness for the prosecution.

He tends to be quite quiet in school but has impressed his teachers several times when he's had to do public speaking, thus he was chosen for this role. His dad is very good at public speaking, a natural I think, although he too was reasonably quiet as a schoolboy.

Now I'm going to change into my jammies and do a jigsaw.

Oh are you watching The Residence on Netflix? If not, why not?