For my OH's 50th our daughters had organised a wonderful surprise party for him, guests travelling in from Cornwall and Bournemouth. The table was groaning with delicious food when I discovered a half eaten squirrel under the table courtesy of the cat. Not knowing the journey this contribution to the festivities had taken I decided not to mention it to les girls, scooped it up and threw it out. Everyone survived but it took some quick work.
How can I stop people from 'helping' ?
Small things that make you feel happy
I’m on Nitrofurantoin and feeling so sick.






