It has been some weeks since the Bear blew a fuse so it didn't come as a big surprise when he had another go at me this morning.

My list of crimes are as follows:

Yesterday I spoke to Jay and the Whale when we got back from town.

I expect life to revolve round me. e.g. As I can't walk or drive at present I need a lift to visit friends or help on the market. If the Bear didn't take me Jay would - and that would be even worse in Bear's eyes!

I talk too much, especially on the phone or to French people.

I spend too much time on the computer.

I whisper in corners with Jay and plan things without Bear knowing.

I show Jay things that I do on the computer.

I treat him (Bear) like a 'lodger'. . . . .

You don't have to be insane to live in this house but it helps - or does it?