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Wombling Free

Filed under: Uncategorized — English Mum @ 3:38 pm

The boys are back to school today. No, of course I didn’t heave a huge sigh of relief. I’m not that kind of heartless, uncaring, ‘get thee back to school’ mother. Admittedly I did do a quick bit of Toni Basil (’Oh Mickey You’re So Fine’) cheerleading with some imaginary pompoms on the landing when I got back to my empty, silent house, but hey, nobody’s perfect.

Hubby and I had to go to Dublin, and after Friday, when we went out for a Chinese with D and the kids and came back to find that Bertie had chewed my beautiful new double doors, we decided not to try shutting him in the kitchen again. Gordon knows I’m not houseproud, (Hubby hoovers more than I do and I hate dusting with all my kidneys - what a pointless occupation) but he keeps getting up on the sofa and I don’t really want my guests to be competing with an enormous, territorial greyhound every time they try and sit down, so I’m trying to wean him off it. This time, then, we shut the lounge doors, all the doors upstairs, and left him with the run of the rest of the house. This worked incredibly well as when we got back several hours later, all seemed absolutely fine. He got a revolting, hairy pig’s ear as a treat (I won’t touch them, which is why Bertie loves Hubby so much - he’s prepared to run the hairy gauntlet with the pig’s ear box).

When I went upstairs, however, I noticed that #2’s door couldn’t have been shut properly as there was a little Bert nest on the bed. This consisted of one of my pink wellies, one of Hubby’s Dr Martens, two pairs of the boys’ trainers, my Ugg boots, a pair of pyjamas, a furry cushion and an empty Lenor bottle lifted from the utility room. Actually, I’m quite impressed. What other creature would think to entertain himself with a little ‘It’s a Knockout’ game, rushing up and down the stairs collecting various discarded items (all unharmed) to stash in their little duvet nest carefully scraped and scrunched into a comfy shape?

I wonder if he’s half Womble??

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Ah, back to making school lunches then, that is what stops me from doing the pom pom bum wiggling dance around my silent house! Imaginative lunches or not, it is a chore I abhore! Ah Bert, just like our Baxter was, I think he liked having things that smelled of us, hence dirty laundry pulled through the cat flap when he was left outside!

Comment by Natalie — January 14, 2008 @ 4:20 pm
A womble or ‘barking’ mad ?

Comment by Moon — January 14, 2008 @ 6:47 pm
“Pig’s ear box” she said. I’ve heard it all now.

You have a box that holds pigs’ ears??

Comment by 73man — January 15, 2008 @ 9:40 am
Nats: Hmmm…I seem to remember J having a greyhound that would display her lingerie on the lawn. Her neighbours thought she was a right goer!!

Comment by englishmuminireland — January 15, 2008 @ 3:06 pm
Moon: Absotively posilutely barking mad I’m afraid. I mean, I can understand the pyjamas thing - a little comforting bit of cloth smelling of the boys - but my wellies? Ew. Poor #2 had a distinctly scratchy night’s sleep last night.

Comment by englishmuminireland — January 15, 2008 @ 3:08 pm
73: Yup. J introduced me to them - they’re a bit of a greyhound delicacy - you can get a catering (?) box from Equipet and they’re the grossest things you’ve ever seen. They still have the little bristly hair… and they smell. Ewwwwwww. There must be an awful lot of deaf pigs in Ireland as Bert gets through a fair few.

Comment by englishmuminireland — January 15, 2008 @ 3:12 pm
Altogether now …’Overground, underground wombling free;
The wombles of Wimbledon Common are we.
making good use of the things thst we find;
things that the everyday folks leave behind…etc

Comment by Isitjustme? — January 15, 2008 @ 7:44 pm
PS EM…73 has confirmed his attendance at the blog awards thingy…you HAVE to come!!!.

Comment by Isitjustme? — January 15, 2008 @ 7:46 pm
Isit: Ahhhh, I actually model myself closely on Madame Cholet. What a gal. Blog awards eh? Do we have to be invited or can we just crash? And can we bring J? She doesn’t get out much, bless her x

Comment by englishmuminireland — January 15, 2008 @ 9:15 pm
Totally Em…as far as I’m aware, we can take guests.Hilariously enough..I discovered this evening that Mr Isit has attended the prev two in support of friends of his…(I never knew!) must pay more attention to husband!
You MUST come!

Comment by Isitjustme? — January 15, 2008 @ 10:58 pm
Madame Cholet…! Eldest Mini-me…adores her…she takes a close second to Tomsk in his book.

Comment by Isitjustme? — January 15, 2008 @ 10:59 pm
Isit: sounds like a plan. Any ideas on the wheres and whens? Do we need hotel rooms etc (yay!)

Comment by englishmuminireland — January 16, 2008 @ 3:32 pm
I think it would be fun for a group of us to stay in the same hotel..(bewleys has free wifi for that blog opp) and try to sit together…we can spend the evening staring at each other sayng things like ‘oh so thats what you really look like’…

Comment by Isitjustme? — January 16, 2008 @ 8:10 pm