Important Numbers

A Little Ditty

Inspired by last night’s events

By The Harridan, 31 and a half


Oh wine list, wine list,

Thick white paper and grey modern font,

You whisper of climes unknown

And your names are hard to pronounce

But we are fooled, and order two of you

Or rather, Erik does

Because he is a bit French

Sneaky little wine bottles

You look lovely and full,

But you TRICKED us

And now my mouth feels 

A bit rank.


The end


So anyway. It occurred to me in the early hours of this morning after Barnaby and Noah had galloped into our room at 4am mistakenly thinking it was time for their “cornslakes breakslast” that there were some pertinent numbers pertaining to my life that I must post. The resulting high-pitched screaming from Custard, outraged at having been woken so rudely, afforded me time for some numerically-based reflection, while I lay in bed waking for the sleep fairy to visit. Which she/he did not, but that is another post-topic, fo’ sho.



Times have been chucked out of flat/asked to leave/evicted:2

How many children intend to have:4

How many hours children sleep on average (clearly proud of this one):12

How many beautiful brazilian cleaners:1

Number of BBQs in our hallway:1

Age at having met Mark (once future/now current husband):14


Blonde thin well-accessorised best friends called Amber:1

Diets undertaken in whole life:0


Novels have read this year:3

Magazines have read:100s

Years of continuous and overlapping pregnancy/breastfeeding: 5

Years at university:5.5

Jobs in UK:2

Number of houses we own in NZ:2

Rent we pay each week:£405

Diamonds currently wearing:3


Number of mullets:1 (but worn for about 4 years). Not now though

Redundancies:1 (at 6 months pregnant)

Years since last seen parents: 2

Hours to get home:24

Salary at last job before cruelly being made redundant:£23,000


Phew that feels better. 


On Saturday morning, we decided a trip to Golborne Rd was imperative, even though we had people coming for lunch and had bought no food. Mostly it was because Mark thought that the Calipers-Selling-Man might still be there and he could by more calipers. Yes, because everyone needs more than one set of calipers. I don’t even know how to spell them. So here are the highlights of the caliper-collecting excursion. 


The sign I covet for my walls:


The unintentionally retro busy delicious Lisboa Patisserie:


Inside, it is a shrine to all things yellow and sugary and delicious:

lisboa counter

But the best of all, the Natas. These are the stars of the show. I have just eaten one and they are a bit lemony and custardy and silky and sweet and delicious. A bit like being cuddled by your bosomy vanilla-scented mama.


So we bought 16 for lunch. There are two left.

And the calipers-man was not there. We still only have one set. Sigh.

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1 Response to Important Numbers

  1. Anya says:

    oh how I love your little ditty
    oh how I love wine
    oh how I hate wine that makes your mouth feel rank
    Oh how I laughed at this blog

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