Veg out

Another day another dollar drama.

No puke today but a telephone threat from a rather aggressive lady who was hell bent on getting her own way, then accused me of discriminating against her because she was a gypsy.

I could have made that assumption based on her accent, but certainly didn’t discriminate her for that; more for the way she spoke to me. And the fact she was going to ‘come down with all my family’ to sort me out. Thankfully she didn’t.

There’s certainly never a dull moment!

The same applies to life with Mr A. We visited his parents tonight and he promptly raided the veg rack. It gave them a laugh and me a blip ;-)

DQ x