I’ve gone on STRIKE!

I’ve refused to cook today.

So – the men have decided to get a TAKEAWAY rather than shop and cook

OK. Whatever. I’d’ve made meself JAM on toast!!!!

P.S. Only because we have run out of Marmite. And cheese. OHCRAP…..And Bread :o(

Jam on crackers then ?

Better stop dreaming of the quiet life, ’cause it’s the one we’ll never know
And quit running for that runaway bus ’cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you’ve never done
‘Cause time is short and life is cruel but it’s up to us to change
This town called malice