Aaaaaaaaand THIS is why we listen to Mum – sometimes.
“Don’t plug our fitness bracelets in at floor level because Hendrix will chew them up“, I said. It fell on deaf ears and an hour later my Jawbone had been chewed to bits and so now I can no longer map my steps or my heart rate.
“Don’t kick the ball that way or it’ll go in the river“, I said. It fell on deaf ears and moments later the football was floating down stream in Richmond Park and we had a job on our hands trying to retrieve it.
“Let me do the laundry“, I said, knowing my outrageously expensive silk shirt from All Saints was done for, and a little later it was…. …….done for.
My Jawbone is chewed up, the football was in the river and my beautiful – and very expensive – silk shirt is three sizes smaller.
I TOLD YOU SO.
Boys. Who needs them? Well, I do, but they also do my head in.