Yesterday the Apprentice son and I went to Argos to spend my £10 voucher on Wii Fit Plus. We are going to be fit. I was useless at ordinary Wii Fit, (fat and unco-ordinated) so, not suprisingly, this isn't much better. It has that nasty PE teacher mentality - constantly telling me off. OK I can't do it, you stupid machine. I have a nasty suspicion that however much I practice it will make no difference, a bit like skiing.
I decided to Freecycle most of my cooking pots today so I can't cook anything. My family can get takeaways. My reasoning behind this bold act is to free up some space in our cupboards, particularly saucepan land. We might now have less of a tussle trying to get pans in and out. Less is best, until Mr Smith says something like "You can cook me a great big stew in the great big pot you've got". My rehearsed retort: "Well, actually, I think a small stew is much tastier." Most of my cooking is done in the le Creusier pots because I'm a frightful snob - mind you they're a bugger to wash up as they're so damned heavy - I need a scullery maid. I will explain to Mr Smith in the simplest of terms: I Mrs Bridges, you Ruby.
Right, time to clean the kitchen and marvel at its emptiness. Mr Smith will then be pleased with me before he asks his usual "Where's my tea, woman?" like the true Yorkshireman he is.
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