Miche - I had to laugh at you talking aobut your boys with their wet towels ont he floor. My Dad used to be just as bad but instead, when he washed his heair he always used the biggest towel he could (too much like hard work to get a clean small one from the pile in the airing cupboard- you know what an effort it is for big strong men!!!) so he used a big bath towel and when he finished he would plonk it on to of everyone else's towel so they all got wet again. When you picked the towel up - there was this huge towel with a wet circle where his head had been!!! Funnily enough he doesn't do that anymore. Since my mum has become more disabled he has got quite domesticated. He no longer trims his hair over the soap in the sink and knows how to wash up - except of course, as every man knows, saucepans clean themselves. Even my Brother who does all the cooking will wash up everything else but the saucepans. Weird.
Dad always did the vacuuming - but only so he could make a big fuss out of the fact that my bedroom was untidy and he couldn't get in there.....Of course any rubbish he left around was okay.....



at thought of Helen drowned in a big netball top...see how little you are now luvey?
) moved on and someone else took it over who kept chickens in a large shed and had dug over about a quarter of it to grow (for some unaccountable reason) 
You forgot tomatoes.
I think tomatoes look lovely when they're growing (yeah, well, it takes all sorts) so, since the poly greenhouses blew away and we haven't yet replaced them, this year I'm putting them in tubs in the back garden and I'm putting some of those tumbling little cherry tomatoes in hanging baskets hanging off the garage along with some flowers. I'm also growing all our lettuce in the back garden (where the greenhouses used to be) because I eat lots of it but at lunch time. 
