Robbie had a horrible week at work last week, I tried my best to be understanding and supportive, but as he was very late getting home most nights, and fast asleep within minutes of sitting down, I wasn't much help. In fact, I was feeling rather neglected, so I was looking forward to spending some time together at the weekend. We didn't get off to a very good start, Robbie arrived home in a rather belligerent mood and having exhausted the options of falling out with his own shadow he picked an argument with me instead. He informed me that he was missing out on a really good rail tour because of me. Not surprisingly this got a reaction, I wasn't holding a gun to his head, but I would have been hurt if he had chosen to be away for our wedding anniversary on Sunday.He managed about two words on Friday evening ('railway' and 'train') and he sat in the corner dozing with his headphones clamped to his ears. As my Grandma would have said, he was neither use nor ornament! When he gets into that sort of mood it is hard for him to find a way back and Saturday plodded on in much the same way.
There was a brief respite when he came to Toys R Us with me to buy a little ride on train for my nephew. He went to look at the Hornby trains, he thought I didn't notice him looking at the Tonka toys and I wish I hadn't noticed him playing with the talking Teletubbie toys - how embarrassing! He saw and wanted a remote controlled R2D2, he is worse than a kid sometimes!We had quite a nice Sunday together except when we went to my mum's and he sulked because I built the ride on train instead of letting Robbie do it. He was especially peeved that I put the stickers on because he wanted to do it - apparently his obsession with trains extends to little ride on trains intended for toddlers!
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