teenagers, aaaaarrrrgh!

I have just written the rule below on a large piece of paper and stuck it to the fridge...the only place I can be sure the aforementioned teenagers will visit today (apart from their beds of course, but once something enters the twilight zone that is the teenage bedroom, you can't be sure it'll ever be seen again).

"Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying the bills, washing your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you are. So before you save the rainforest from the parasites of your parents' generation, try cleaning your own room!"

A slight variation on the original Bill Gates quote, but it still fits.

And what brought this on?

Hearing a newly and lovingly decorated room laughingly described as a 'floor-drobe' by an 18 year old modern day version of Miss Haversham, who systematically removes every single mug from the kitchen cupboard before locking her door so you can't get them back.

Having a recently restocked fridge devoured in one sitting by a swarm of invading Pac-men.
Remember that game Hungry Hungry Hippo, well I have the real life version camped in my front room as we speak, except the Hungry Hungry Teenage Boys don't stop chomping once the marbles have all disappeared.
Actually, I haven't seen the cat in a while...

Edit: Just been brought a cup of tea and 2 slices of gluten free cardboard slathered in Boysenberry jam by the aforementioned teens...and I didn't have to ask, so am feeling nurturing, maternal and blinded by least until the tea's all gone



  1. Oh dear Jus!!

    At least they left you the gluten free cardboard and a tea bag - was the mug clean though??

    Have a lovely day,

    Nina x

  2. Hey you have my teenagers! :-D

    My 18 year old came in to me last night at around 11.45pm - to tell me he'd made his bed!!! Only took him three nights of sleeping on a mattress only. I would have made it but couldn't get in the locked bedroom - and even if I could have done, I wouldn't have found the bed!

  3. Yes, I have two twilight zones upstairs, too. And hollow legs - but you have made me feel all emotional, because my biggest hungry hippo has just departed for university, and yes, I am missing him horribly - mess, hollow legs, festering smell from bedroom and all!

    Pomona x

  4. You can have two more if you like! Whenever I go too get something too eat there is never anything left.

    You are not alone with a dirty mind, that’s what gets me into trouble. It’s more fun though!!!

    I will send my boys over tomorrow! ;0)

    Love Lou xxx

  5. You're so right, they are like those red twisty sweets. I've been so wrapped up in finding time to make the swap that I didn't see the fun, that'll teach me to be so serious. I love the whole floor-drobe thing, very creative, could catch on, I can see it written across t-shirts around the world. Oh the wonders of teenagery, lolloping people, they make life just that little bit more interesting don't they. I've had an idea- what about a special shelf for the young lady with a line of mugs especially for her, then keep a little book of fines for every time she takes one that isn't from her shelf (errr yeah like that's going to work) you'll reach the million pound mark and then have to abandon the idea. Oh well never mind just try and enjoy the aggravation while it lasts. Well that's me obviously released from serious mode and all because of those little red twisty sweets.

  6. Love the floordrobe thing! Can't wait to use it - what a pity my gorgeous girl actually tidied her room last night - for the first time since - I can't remember!