Husb needed some new clothes. This meant spending a couple of hours in the city traipsing around the shops listening to him complaining, “They’ve taken a perfectly good jacket and written STUFF all over it!”
“Have you seen the state on these trousers! They’re down around their backsides!”.
“Look at the cut on these jeans!!!!! They make you look like you’ve got RICKETS!!!”
“HOW MUCH???!!!”
Husb has been in training to be a grumpy old man since his teens. He’s awfully good at it. I try to get him home after a couple of hours, in case he has a stroke.
So when we got back, he decided to do some DIY. I’ve no idea why. He detests DIY as much as shopping. At least it gave me a chance of a spot of scribbling. It was surprisingly difficult because he was bent over his Black & Decker Workmate [he’s got all the gear, even though he hates DIY], so I was trying to draw him from some very awkward angles and he kept moving around. But I managed one half decent sketch of him. With his jeans down around his backside :D!
Then he chilled out with a nice cup of tea.
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Good thing your grumpy old man doesn’t have a grumpy old woman 🙂
Yes indeed – he’s a very lucky man lol
Shopping and DIY, they both scare me.
I’d rather the DIY than the shopping any day 🙂
Haha – I have a hubby just like yours!! Bless ’em!
A lot of women have been saying just that….. lol
What were you afraid of him stroking? One of the pretty lady shop assistants?
haha they all seem to be surly thickset blokes