Love and Marriage...

Picture the scene. I'm talking to Husband who is in Moscow, via Skype. (Bear with me, that detail is important...)


Me: "So, The Potty Diaries is featured on the Alpha Mummy website again today."

Husband: "Really? That's great! What's the web address so I can take a look?"

I tell him, he clicks away whilst we chat about other stuff...

Husband: "I see it."

I wait for him to ask me what it's all about, where the details I wrote about came from etc. There is a long pause.

Husband: "Gosh, so she died too?"

Me: .................... ???

I start to laugh.

Husband: "What?"

Me: "Unbelievable. I tell you about a post from my blog being featured on the Times Online site - which is a pretty big deal, by the way - and you are more interested in checking out a photo of Farah Fawcett directly beneath it..."

More laughter.

Husband: "You're going to post about this, aren't you?"

Me: "You're dead meat."


Happily, I think there is very little chance of my ever getting carried away by a sense of my own importance...