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I don't know what the rules are for UK Mothers Day date because it was 2 weeks earlier last year.

And don't assume he has it good. I am the QUEEN of passive aggression. A guy doesn't need his head actually ripped off to know his head is ripped off. And his best mate is still here so I'm playing nice. I am reasonably sure I've just banked a decent Mothers Day for the next 20 years.

It's my first Mother's Day of being a mum where nobody gives a shit! Which is disappointing. But there is a funny backstory.

Mr PigDogs best mate invited himself to stay this weekend because it worked with tickets he got for an event - I can forgive this. If he had asked we would have said yes anyway and he would be out all day of Mothers Day so we could do something. I was meant to get breakfast in bed and a nice lunch cooked.

Today is the first anniversary of Mr PigDogs mum dying. He's been very grumpy lately and I think it's a mix of this, all the building work we are having done and me working away so he had to solo parent that has left him with a very short fuse. So all good that he and his best mate were going out on the beers yesterday. (Breakfast in bed already clearly at risk here).

They left at 9am yesterday headed into London for a pub crawl. I got increasingly shaky WhatsApp photos and messages until about 6pm yesterday and then nothing. So far so pretty normal for blokes on a day out on the beers. I went to bed, left the porch light on, went to sleep. Woke up at 2.30am and they still weren't home. No messages. I checked the trains and the last train home from London was en route so, knowing he would be asleep on the train, I waited until the time it would be almost at our stop to call him to see if he was on it and wake them up to get off. No answer. Ok. It won't be the first time he slept beyond our train station. I went back to sleep. Woke at 3.30am by which time even staggering back from the station they should have been in the door. Finally got a WhatsApp message saying they missed the last train home, over 2 hours after the last train left London. They weren't even close - trains never run that late.

They walk in at 8am. Still absolutely hammered. Freezing cold. Looking beyond sorry for themselves. They slept in a toilet at the station! They are both asleep now, best mate isn't going to his event that he came specifically to stay for. I asked my 8 year old son if he was doing anything for me for Mother's Day and he shrugged apologetically and said "Well daddy's drunk and I'm tired so...".

I made myself a nice breakfast. Decided to just get on with all the housework I was going to have to do tomorrow anyway. This is a banker for the relationship guilt trip ammo cupboard!

Cannot even imagine Goldberg's thoughts as he began to realise what he was privy to! Golden.

And awful.

And Vance really doesn't like Europe does he.

Has anyone told Trump how close Russia is on his West Coast?

Oh that's so much worse than I expected. I assumed some MAGA senator or something.