Ok so the Brat stayed over at her friends the other night and last night it was the return favour
I had gone out with a friend for a little bit in the evening but had cooked them their dinner and they were happily chatting crap to strangers and paedophiles on MSN when I left.
I returned a couple of hours later to the upstairs full of steam and an aroma's of a Tony and Guy hair Salon on a Saturday afternoon. They had been doing hair straightening and the like
Anyway they had the bedroom window open for ages...
About 11 oc clock I went to bed only to hear the most ear piercing, blood curdling screams. Apparently there was a mahoosive moth in their bedroom that was dive bombing them
I resentfully got up ...went into The Brat's bedroom and looked at the
bat moth . Gently tried to shooo it out of the window but it had other ideas and hid behind a wardrobe.
Oh well I said , I'm going back to bed. This was greeted with yet more shrieks and screams about leaving them in the room with the monster
"sort it out yourself then " I reasonably offered.
The next thing I know they were packing duvets, pillowcases and the like and they had decamped to the living room downstairs.
I went down and they were lying on the floor saying they couldn't possibly stay in that room.
My patience by this time had completely deserted me and I just said fair nuff and went back to bed.
FFS - it was ONLY A MOTH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
