January 8, 2012


I think I'm in love with Tim Dowling...and his wife

I linked a piece of his a couple of weeks back (Go look, lazy arse; I can't be bothered to relink, do I have to do everything for you? And I asked you hours ago to bring up the laundry. Oh. Sorry. Got sidetracked there).

He writes a column for the Guardian in Great Britain, one the papers I read most days. He's like a Fatherlode to my Motherlode, if I was funnier - way funnier - and allowed to use much worse language. He has a long suffering wife (note to self: get one of those) and sons. Sons.

Go read this, if you want a laugh. Or if you've ever been a houseguest. Or just because I told you to. Anyone who can argue with a late-rising petulant son by saying "Fine...When you have your own crystal meth lab, you can get up at lunchtime" is kinda my new hero.

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9 Comments:

Anonymous Allimack said...

I also enjoy his droll humour.
I do like the idea that parents should expect their kids would attempt to be "charming" when visiting.
But I get the sense that he is thinking "we aren't really this bad, and we can laugh at ourselves" while his hosts are thinking, "they are much worse than that, quite horrible". At minimum any future host now is forewarned to insist the dogs (and perhaps the kids) should be left with a dogsitter.

January 08, 2012 6:04 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

I'm really hoping the dogs were not a surprise. If you brought dogs to my house, I would not answer the door. We would duck like we do when religion salespeople come up the walk.

And if anyone showed up with two sullen brats, I would also turn them away.

I already have two of those.

January 08, 2012 6:43 PM  
Anonymous buzzwhack said...

How about a black goat with a nice Christmas Bell attached to his collar? We had one show up in our back yard last winter. Somehow I was quite relieved when it disappeared by noon. I didn't ask too many neighbors about it either. Some things are better left unknown in a cul de sac.

January 08, 2012 6:57 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

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January 08, 2012 9:35 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Thanks DJ....I can't afford it either.

And thank you, Buzz, for sparing us goat stories:)

January 08, 2012 9:36 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

I think I nuked DJ 's comment. Oops! Sorry. Getting used to miPad.....

January 08, 2012 9:37 PM  
Blogger Chris Brown (not the felon) said...

Trust me, your humour does not need upgrading. He just has the benefit of being able to use words like "bonnet" and "boot" and not have people think he's talking about clothing. We love you just the way you are.

Well... you know what mean.

Oh... and for the record I can't afford Spencer's either. I just happen to have a mother who, for reasons only a mother can understand, loves me enough to take me and my family there.

I'm thinking "violycom" is where you go to learn to play the Viola online.

January 09, 2012 10:50 AM  
Anonymous B1 said...

Egad. I'm on the Guardian site every day and somehow never stumbled on Dowling. Howinhell did that happen?

And no, you don't need lessons in funny.

January 10, 2012 10:29 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Too funny....is it even possible for teenage boys to be anything less than sullen when they first get up at the crack of noon?

January 10, 2012 12:37 PM  

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