What I will do to my children’s houses when they have them…

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First published 15th July 2014 in The Portsmouth News

Empty Nest Syndrome: something that women, apparently, suffer from once their kids have all left home.

For me, that day is at least thirteen years in the future. And when it comes, and my dear little children have set up their own homes and chosen soft furnishings with care, I intend to be there. Armed with Wheetabix, Marmite, jam, and other sundries.

On my feet, I shall be sporting wellington boots. I’ll have worn these previously to a wood and, if possible, have trampled through a vast quantity of dog poo on the pavement.

Around my waist there will a utility belt, and strapped into it I will be carrying my arsenal of permanent markers, super glue, and several biros.

Upon entry to the humble abode, I shall make my way to the living room: on a scooter. I’ll ride down the wooden floor whilst dragging the break across it, holding one Marmite-smeared hand on the wall as I go.

As soon as I spot a sofa, I shall disembark and land, with a flourish, upon it. There, I shall bounce in the manner of a rubber ball. My poo-smeared wellies will embed themselves in the upholstery and, once destroyed, I’ll make my way to the kitchen.

I’ll take some milk from the fridge, swig it from the bottle, and then pour some on my Wheetabix. Once it’s mushy, I’ll pop some goggles my face, and proceed to use a large spoon of the wooden variety to take ladles full and splatter it across the cupboards. Then I’ll work some glue behind the handles so it gets them where they least expect it.

By this point, upstairs will be beckoning. My dirty hands and I will smear our way up the walls, and I’ll sprinkle great handfuls of flourescent loom bands as I go. Loom bands in the carpet, loom bands tucked in the underwear drawers, loom bands in the beds. Yay.

If the timing is right, I may even do a huge poo in their toilet and leave it unflushed for their friends to find.

And then for my piece de resistance. From my backpack I shall remove 5 alarm clocks, each ready to go off on the hour every hour from midnight onwards. I shall deposit these in the most discrete places I can think of, and leave knowing that my work there is done.

Welcome to my world, girls, welcome to my world.

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5 thoughts on “What I will do to my children’s houses when they have them…

  1. That’s assuming all siblings follow the path of their parents? Maybe the title should refer to ‘if’ they have houses rather than ‘when?’. If what makes them happy is a tent or a narrow boat then ….. Hey ho. Food for thought. Good to see you albeit briefly.

    • In the article I actually said ‘homes’… So any abode 🙂 The title is simply direct to grab readership online. I’d never make any absolutes but I do also only get a 400 word count. Writing a column teaches you to edit your work carefully & realise you can’t always include scope for every politically nor politely correct eventuality!

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