I've had a great weekend, Liverpool won the FA Cup with absolute style and grace (as always) and my love for Steven Gerrard grows, but thats because he's a man that i don't know. The reality somewhat differs!

Don't get me wrong, i'm no feminist but this wknd i've had my fill!.. A house full of male friends on friday night including my son who is actually perfect and plays no part in this rant whatsoever, naturally! .

The thing is, they wee on toilet seats and come round the next morning after you've spent an hour bleaching the bathroom and decide to 'have a dump' announcing the fact that 'it was a clean break' and 'it doesn't smell' and as if that isn't a bit too much information theres a skid that team Ferrari would be proud of in the pan!

There's a hell of a lot more besides, and I do love my friends and my smart-mouthed brother (myownfault.blog.co.uk) but having my sister for dinner yesterday was certainly welcome relief from the testosterone!