My ex never had to do anything in the house, when I first went to Sunday lunch at his house and suggested afterwards that we did the washing up his mum wouldn’t let him, it was the job of the females in the house. Mr B, husband no 2 is the exact opposite, irons, puts the washing on, brings it in, anything that he thinks needs doing he just gets on with it. I brought my son up as a single mum to iron his own clothe, clean his own room and take part in all that needed doing.
Sunday still feels different. Does anyone else notice that?
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.
Words you don’t often see now.
Venezuela earthquakes, is £2million all the UK can afford to send for the relief effort?




