04 December 2009

Perspectives

New Girl and I were breakfasting on Wednesday. I was telling her that between Grumpy moving back into the haus last Tuesday and me moving out this Tuesday, we'd managed to keep things quite friendly - until Monday evening.

I was standing in the laundry, the louvred window of which faces the neighbours' yard. A couple of weeks ago I'd sent Grumpy an email explaining the various bits and pieces he needed to organise with the bank, and as I stood sorting out a load of washing he asked me summarise the info for him.

I began explaining the fortnightly payments he needed to make into his mortgage and my account. Then his face screwed up into an angry little look that I know and love so well, that to me says, "Must I tell you how to behave in every situation?" He accompanied the face with a dismissive wave and the instruction, "Keep your voice down; I don't want the neighbours knowing our business."

You will be pleased to know that at that point I elevated things to a whole new plane of maturity by telling him to "maldicion off" and, gentle reader, you may be astounded to learn that from there things deteriorated with exceptional rapidity into a high decibel slanging match.

New Girl digested this information and then said, "Because, of course, that he was more than happy to have the neighbours hear."

7 comments:

Lonie Polony said...

Ooh, I can't stand it when Mr Lonie tells me to keep my voice down for fear the neighbours or uninterested strangers may chance to hear something. He still hasn't learnt that I will only raise my voice louder...

k said...

How caring of Online Pharmacy to suggest the Tramadol - obviously to keep Grumpy a little calmer!

Spud Mack said...

Wow, I have missed a lot in six months.

hazelblackberry said...

Spud! You're back! d. and I just passed comment on your long absence on Saturday night.

JahTeh said...

I had no trouble slanging with The Blight before we parted but after I just couldn't get into it. I think it was something along the lines of not kicking a dog when it was about to throw itself into the arms of a bitch.

hazelblackberry said...

Jah Teh - I'd call you Teh Jah but I don't want to give you a God complex - I may be going out on a limb here but I think the very fact that neither Grumpy nor I refer to each other as The Blight is probably why we're still able to muster the heart for a slanging match.

JahTeh said...

I have just read about a husband and wife who had a party to say goodbye to their friends as the wife had left him for another woman and he wanted to make sure everyone knew he was okay with this. Now that's a bloke one could stay on slanging terms with.
Unfortunately as soon as mine left the house I was struck down with supreme indifference.