Mammylu's House

Mammylu, Mother of 3, letting the random stuff out of my head a bit at a time…

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After reading an article this week about a fridge that sent spam email, I was disturbed to discover that my washing machine has begun leaving notes for people…..



Extract from phone call with mobile phone insurance claims telephone person

Insurance person: So, can you please tell me what happened to the phone, be sure to include any relevant details…

Me: Well, I knew something was up when my husband (from now on referred to as ‘It’ or ‘he’) suggested I go out for New Year’s Eve, and volunteered to watch the kids. I mean, he never does that. And I didn’t want to go out on my own with another couple, that’s a bit weird really, So I said no, and he kept trying, but I was poorly and got more poorly and ended up with antibiotics and having a chest xray, so I really couldn’t go out. Anyway, I found out he was being nice because he wanted me to babysit so he could go and watch a football match on New Year’s Day. I mean, he didn’t ask or anything, he just told his parents he was going in front of me so I knew. Then he got a message about going out with the guy who I don’t like him going out with because he ALWAYS stays out later than he says he will and ends up in a stupid state cos they drink too much. But anyway, I get left in with the kids. He promises them to come back straight after the match, and says he’s not going out with THAT guy. And toddles off. keeps in touch for a bit… Then rings to say he’s getting a cab home, An hour later than he promised, but in time for kids bedtime. But then he doesn’t appear. bedtime comes and goes, big kid throws a wobbler. Phone is turned off… I try to sleep. I get up and watch Sherlock, I try to go to sleep again. He appears at midnight, without coat, phone or house keys. Luckily, wallet and car keys were in it’s trouser pockets. (I mean, who takes their car keys out drinking?). It passes out on sofa, after I activate ‘find my iphone’ and try to put his phone into lost mode (with a message saying ring this number, reward offered). Then big kid wakes and up and arrives in my bed, wanting to know where dada is. I tell him he’ll be back for breakfast.. It starts snoring from room next door. Really loudly. Big kid “What’s that?” me “that naughty cat!”. kid not too convinced, stays awake for a few hours, kicking me. Little kid wakes at half four. Mama near collapse. It wakes up. Explains left coat on back of chair, with friends, whilst went to bar. Friends turned to talk to someone, it realises coat gone when ready to leave. Wasn’t out with person I disapprove of, honest. I cancel phone as hasn’t been switched on at all. I need to go to the phone shop to get a new sim card. Did I mention, that whilst it’s his phone, I’m calling because it’s actually my contract. I got it for him to use. I am a fool. So I need to go to the shop. And I can’t leave the house because someone out there has a set of my keys. So we need to change the lock. And he lost the only key to our back door a few days ago, which is a nightmare, because I have to walk the rubbish around the back of my street to put it out now, and I can’t bolt the front door and go out the back. Honestly, I’ve lived with this guy for 10 years and been married for 3.. He’s lucky I still am. REALLY lucky. And that bank gives us phone insurance. and that he’s so lazy the box with phone info was still on the computer desk. Where it has been for 15 months. Phone wasn’t even registered for insurance. Glad you can register and claim at same time. A bit cross today, really – Sorry, what was the question again?

Insurance person: I’ll just have to put that as ‘taken from a pocket then’

Me *thinking* What? not enough relevant detail?


I hope you’re all having a better start to the year than me! 


Happy New Year!


Wishing you and yours a happy prosperous 2014! Be nice, people! Love from mammylu xx

In other news:

Mammylu shall be moving in 2014…

Details to follow!

Happy day!

Happy religious/non religious/holiday/day off work/Christmas – delete as appropriate


The reindeer food has been left out… The children are bathed, new pyjama’d and off to bed. Time to have a quick bath and panic wrap their presents!

Christmas and stress…

Christmas always stresses me out… Trying to fit in shopping, visiting, and everything else.

Last year, I wrote this about Christmas being stressful, with some tips for making it less so. I thought it was with a revisit, as, true to our normal form, we are completely disorganised once again. It’ll work out alright in the end!

My new scarf…


I don’t normally post other people’s patterns on here, but I had to have a go at this one! I made mine a bit bigger, but kept the wings smaller, so he doesn’t smother anyone. His name is Denzel the Dragon.

I saw the pattern on:
UK Crochet Patterns
The original pattern is here:
Six Little Mice

A terrifying picture…

This picture scares me:


It looks like it’s simply the innocent scribbling a of a young child, which is kind of true. Until said child explains what the picture is.

It’s called “picture of mammy with two babies in her tummy”

Just in case you’re wondering, mammy does not have two babies in her tummy. She has no babies in her tummy. Which is good. Babies cost money (which mammy does not have) and another one would mean the end of working mammy, as childcare cost lots. Which is why the prospect of two at once is simply terrifying!

There followed much conversation about where the inspiration for this picture came from…

Long story short, my kid wants more younger siblings.

Keep wishing kid!

Things are a bit not quite good

Or they’re bad.

It’s funny how you think/feel like you’re starting to get somewhere with something and then someone comes along and replaces that feeling with destroyed self confidence and a little bit of betrayal.

Today, I am powered by kalms and chamomile tea. And I’ve managed to have a bath and listen to two albums, whilst all the while neglecting the blank piece of paper and pen on the table. And now I’m here instead. The last few days have been just as rubbish.

So, should I give up, or stand up and fight?

I’m not sure it’s worth the effort anymore.


Isn’t good for migraines. Codeine works better.


Scary thing you find watching you while you sleep…


Also, a celebration of finally getting WordPress app working again, I can post again, yay! So, I’ll get caught up at some point soon, hopefully.