I wonder if I am the only one with a ^slightly* guilty conscience.
OH has been in the garden for most of this lovely sunny day. He loves gardening and is never happier than when he is pottering. It's his hobby. I have made tea and coffee for him at intervals, thrown a load into the washing machine, hung out washing on the line and loaded the dishwasher. OH emptied the kitchen bin before he went out.
For the last hour I have been at my laptop, playing music and catching up with emails and Gransnet.
He has come in all sweaty and dirty and gone to shower. I get the impression he is slightly scowling that I have not been more productive. I am enjoying my music and writing to friends via email but now I feel I should have been feigning domestic goddessness. Our garden does look lovely because of his industry.
I haven't been a hive of industry today but is sitting at the computer enjoying music and catching up with friends justified? (I am Queen of the Guilty Conscience.)
Are some hobbies more virtuous than others?
Girls grammars in the 60s (and beyond)
Which cooker in a holiday let?
"Old fashioned" expressions that young people have never heard.


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merlot I do the same! why do we do it? considering I cook our meals, do the washing/ironing and clean the toilet, I've nothing to feel guilty for but I make a grab for the pledge/fairy liquid whenever he comes in from the gardening.

