ROAST POTATOES! On a TUESDAY!!!

Deliberate shouty capitals!

Well, he's done it now, this is a step too far!

I've just about got used to the fact he's here all day, albeit mainly in the home office (wfh), and comes down for lunch (who said " I married him for better or worse, but not for lunch?) but this takes the biscuit!

When asked to buy a SMALL piece of lamb for Easter, he bought a whole leg at considerable expense.

So, I roasted it, then sliced the leftovers and put them in the freezer.

Tonight I had planned to heat some of it up in gravy and have it with broccoli and mashed potatoes, a tub of which I had in the freezer.

Apparently, that's not quite what he fancied! (I fancy lobster, but can't have it!)

So he said "Can we have roast potatoes for a change?"

A CHANGE? What does he think we had with the beef on Sunday??? (Which I think was only the day before yesterday, but couldn't swear to it)

So, please, may I ask, does this constitute unreasonable behaviour?

The mash would have just needed zapping in the microwave (home made mash, btw, lots of butter and black pepper, dash of cream and a hint of grated nutmeg).

But now I've got to peel, parboil etc, with more damn washing up (we don't have a dishwasher) Humph!

Perhaps I could broker a deal, I'll do the damn roast potatoes if he stops leaving the sodding toilet seat up!

And breathe..........