Don’t cry over spilt milk…..

But, what about chopped onions scattered about the kitchen? Trust me, you cry whether intentional or not.

There I was, chatting away to Mum while preparing supper. My favourite chopping gadget in hand, but clearly not held well enough, took off dispersing chopped onions across the kitchen.

Tidied that up, and opened the cupboard for some spices, to have a roll of tin foil hit me on the head.

Shiv’s tablet, hidden in a cheese wedge, was sniffed and carried onto the floor, discarded, and then walked through to the kitchen.

Okay, that’s three, and hopefully no more or I am going back to work for a rest!