h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Today I reminded my husband about OUR son's speach thearpy appointment.


While his mother was there.

My husband can't be there as he is working afternoons, my mother in law proceeded to tell me how she couldn't be there because she had an appointment also.

I explained that I didn't need to have someone there with me (thinking she was feeling guilty and maybe my husband too) but I though I should remind my husband because he may have forgoten (I don't know what shifts he has and when so I didn't know he was on afters until he told me)

His mother repliled 'oh he doesn't forget about impotant things'

yea right

Thats why I had to remind him of maintenace payments, thats why I had to remind him of dates he had to look after mini man and that's why I have to remind him of appointments and birthdays because he always remembers 'important things'. This is the same man who forgot his own father's birthday until I gave him a gift from mini man to give to his father!

If you put him in a pot, and in the full sun, does he atleast produce lovely flowers? He really doesn't seem very good for much else ...

unfortunatly I'll never know, He's far too big for me to put in a pot although I have considered burrying him in the garden on several occasions

the question is though would he be alive or not?

nic tell me honsently what you think of him

ill assume you mean me not rev nick seen as i have met him.

i could never really figure him out. he never seemed to say much and always seemed grumpy on the phone. i always assumed there was something about him i didnt see that you were attracted to but i never fully figured i out. to be quite honest i always hoped i wouldnt have to see him when i came round or speak to him when i rang.

i cant quite believe the 2 of you havesplit up and hes been the way he has with you

*listens, wishing to understand ...*

thank you

i just hope you have had the support of friends around you

yes

And a really sturdy punching-bag in a backroom, perhaps. Non-medicinal stress relief, I believe they call it.

that too

You have no idea how many people I have offered the loan of my axe, and an old tree stump. Whacking away at that releases a load of the for me.

No plaid shirts or singing Mounties required.

I have to take it out on the triffids that frequently grow in my garden

The only triffids I have ever seen tended to ooze cloned people out of them after midnight. Do you have many of THAT variety>

I hope not!!!!!!!!!

Hey, if even one or two are clones of gardeners though, it wouldn't be all bad, eh?

I wouldn't mind if they were clones of Alan Titchmarsh

For botanical skills, I assume?