Idiote Maman

I don't get cross with Rob that much, but there is one thing I do get cross about quite regularly: putting sharp knives straight in the washing up bowl. You want to do the washing up, but hey, there's something good on TV, you leave it for a bit. "To soak." You come back to it an episode of The Bill and a glass of wine later, you plunge straight in having forgotten aforementioned knife: and there you are, fingerless, in the back of an ambulance. No need to watch Holby City.

So why then did I - who has rehearsed this scenario many times - put the biggest carving knife into the foamy depths? There wasn't even anything good on the TV we don't have. Why was it a surprise when the knife sank into my left index finger, which has only just stopped bleeding after 4 pieces of kitchen roll and a large plaster?

The worst thing is that I have now lost the moral high ground for ever.

Sri Lanka update: lots of water bore holes being repaired and pumps installed on East Coast. Jolly good. www.medair.org