Ah, back to my office. My sanctuary. My computer and the normal people I get to chat with.
The mountains of washing to do.
The screaming children whilst I’m on the phone. Fortunately, pre-Christmas, I moved stuff in my office, so I could close the door.
Then found a leeeetle spot, right at the back of the freezer compartment, next to my chocolate teddy bear biscuits, and, ooooh yum, some gourmet chocolate icecream with chocolatey bits in it and chocolate fudgey stuff, where I could take my phone calls.
The children felt it necessary to consume all the chocolate and lollies they could find whilst watching Cars repeatedly.
Then I had to explain to Grumpy why they wouldn’t actually go to bed. Duh.