Glad I managed to get the gin. Got a bit shouty by the end of today. 

Hubby away (this was supposed to be a static post - he neglected to mention that half his job is over the other side of nepal and necessitates overnights. He's gone with his predecessor as they are still doing the handover. Predecessor has promised to take him to see dancing dwarfs or a strip club or something. Maybe both? Perhaps at this moment he is being delighted and entranced by lap dancing dwarfs. Although I'm not quite sure how dwarfs would manage to lap dance - would be more of an ankle dance, surely?) so am alone with gin and really irritating internet connection. I have just spent the entire evening trying to order swim pants - yes, have given up on potty training already - and germolene from Boots.com. Thought it would be the work of a moment and I could spend the rest of the evening happily with a face pack and a book. But no. Have finally after two and a half hours of intense frustration given up. Sod Boots and their poxy two-for-one offers, I'm going native. Twin 2 can poo in the pool (she's already had a go) and any cuts can just be left to turn gangrenous.

However, good day as Son has managed to get plenty of worms to fill his worm world thing - with the help of the driver and the security guard (not sure that catching worms in the rain is part of their job description). Hope they do better than the ants we caught for ant world the other day, who have now all died a (painful and lingering, no doubt) death. Think we caught ants of different species so they may have all slaughtered each other in ant genocide (antocide?If there were baby ants in there would that be infantantocide?). 

Finally made it to the butcher and baker, too, with five little bored children in tow. Have probably been ripped off but at least our stupidly enormous chest freezer is no longer empty and Meena the cook has stopped rolling her eyes at the lack of ingredients in the house. After trailing sweaty kids around shopping all morning we (me and handover mum) decided to take them out for lunch. Bad idea: chips, banana pancakes and tantrums everywhere. Resorted to two DVDs this afternoon and a trip to the pool, and the day ended happily with a game of football with the housekeeper and her family and Gary the dog. Well, happily for Gary at least, who stole the football and ate it.