1st June

Ow, ow, f*cking OOOOOOOWWWWW!

I chopped a chunk off the top of my thumb whilst chopping carrots. It really, really hurts.

I rang Grumpy Pants at work, to bring more, industrial strength catering bandaids, because the bleeding wouldn’t stop and the Wiggles bandaids weren’t doing a great deal to help. He told me I was an idiot.

Just because he works in a professional kitchen and doesn’t have to deal with a five year old screaming “Mum, mum, mum, mum, MUM, MUM, MUM, MUMMY, MUMMY MUMMY, MMMMUUUUUMMMMYYYYYYYY!

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