Tuesday, 26 April 2011

It is official. We are truly are a nation of dingbats, numpties and crackpots. Having watched the supposed 'talent' on BGT the other night it is glaringly obvious that there are many disturbed folk out there. A blond female who drags on her 92 year old grandfather on to sing the theme from Fiddler on the Roof, a deranged middle aged woman singer who stuck up the viccy v's when she got the knock back. Classy.  Mind you a knock back from the Hoff is a knock back indeed.  He is hardly Frank Sinatra.   Really they should just seal the theatre doors shut and leave them all to rot.  It would keep them all off the streets. I hope to God aliens were tuning in. They are unlikely to want to invade our planet after watching that. They probably think that Earth is just a dumping ground for the insane.

What a weekend -  two trips to Ikea.  Why is it when you want something delivered from Ikea all the bits for the item in question are never in stock? Got my wardrobe for H's room but there are no shelves at the moment. How the heck is that? Are there people somewhere stockpiling wardrobe shelves? Highlight of the day was getting shot of the kids to the creche thingy for an hour. How I got L to buy that one I will never know.  First hour S and I have had together on our own for two months and it's looking at flat packed furniture. It's no joke when you have a baby sitter shortage......

Will spend tomorrow waiting on deliveries......and then spend the next two days tripping over the boxes until S gets home to build them.  So that means another weekend of an upside down upstairs, sawdust trails through the house and a constantly open back door. Hope he gets the wardrobe built pronto, I am going to hide in it..........