I seem to be fighting a losing battle when it comes to the girls and the furniture.
No sooner do i turn my back than some kind of secret conspiracy ensues.
It’s like – “Hey, he’s not looking Ssshhh. Jet, you take the futon, Daisy you get the left side of the sofa and I (Fay) will take the centre and the right, quick he’s coming, pretend to be asleep.” SNORE….
At least that’s how it seems!
