A part of living is what I am going to write about br and that is why us Mums always shout. When we br come home from work and there's a pile in the sink br but we must get on with it, but at first we think. br In a situation like this which is such a bore, because you br left it clean the morning before. br Kids home from school not home alone, they are old br enough to be on their own. You go to the pantry you br find a broken egg on the floor, you start to clear it up br and you find it's run under the fridge door, this now has br become and endless chore. br The microwave is next on the list, to look inside you would br think it was pissed. Curry and rice scattered all around, the br last time that was seen was outside The Rose and Crown. br Cups and plates left on the work top and a carrier bag full br of remains from the Chinese shop. br Your law and order just fades, when the kitchen sheves are br empty because their contents are in the the sink stacked up br in piles of plenty. br Muck on the oven from food boiled over, their dish was spoiled br so they gave it to Rover, the dog that is. Now this old dog is the br cleanest of all because he cleans his plate and is never left br in a state br with the kitchen cleaned up and your back to square one br this is a part of life which ain't no fun. Then when your br standing in your pantry with it's purpose and repose your br wondering what to do with the refuge, that has now buried br your toes.