Good luck. If all else fails, blame it on the cat.
Is there any physical damage Stu?
...thankfully not...
You mean not yet...
.... big bottle of febreze. give your living room a liberal dose of it and when she walks in she will exclaim ' wow! fresh!' just like the blonde haired girl in the advert.
i think i'll get away with it, found the biggest wetest lump of coal i could and threw it on the fire, the house just stinks of coal smoke now, and surely that can't be my fault can it?
Light the fire. Tell her "I've made the room all warm and comfy for you." Present her with a cuppa. When she asks what the smell is, blame it on a bit of dodgy wood.
Best get busy with the "fabreze" as well, thats supposed to get rid of smells!
ATB, Jon.
I'll second that I always keep an emergency box of chocolates stashed in the roof in case I forget a birthday or anniversary or I break/burn/squash something of hersPuppy dog eyes and a large bar of Galaxy/Dairy Milk. It works wonders
Emma had a half day today because of teacher training, or whatever excuse they use to do a half day. She turned up at the office (she never comes here) at the same time the posty arrived with some kit I bought. I did use the well used (I might be using it a little too much which is reducing its effectiveness) argument that £24 on two Swedish trangia stoves was nowhere near the amount of her daft costume. It worked to a point and I even got her dremelling the hook off them both. She did a good job were it not for the fact that she dropped the red hot ends on the carpet and burned a big C shape into it. Learning this mistake, she did the other over the sink and managed to drop the smaller cut off onto the lino floor, where it remains stuck. Not happy about that as they were all replaced in March. Gives me more ammunition though for when it's needed. Pity my kit delivery address has been discovered though.
you see, ged's met gemma, he understands, it's the pretty little blond ones that bite the worst.
stuart
He's been quiet since 17:39...