It is 8.30pm on Tuesday night and I am sitting in front of the fire in the kitchen. The TV is on and the husband is sitting in another chair beside me. Audrey is on my knee.
"I feel sorry for you" I say lifting up her little arm.
"Why" she giggles
"Because when I get you into your bed in a minute I'm going to tickle you....... LIKE THIS"
Right then Audrey lifts her legs and knees me in the face because that's her way of showing me what great fun she's having.
My eyes fill and my nose starts pumping blood and I'm glad I'm still wearing my painting clothes because it dribbles down my face and runs off my chin.
Right now I'm wondering if there's some secret blood letting game of tag going on here and if there is it's sure looking like it's my turn next, So watch out I'm going to be looking around at the people in this house very closely over the coming days to see who deserves a good right handed knockout punch in the face the most.
Now who'd like to make me a coffee?