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Chore Wars rocks!

This is an online game, in the style of a D&D type RPG, where you earn experience points for anything you do around the house.

I've been a member just twelve hours and already my character's at level two, thanks to a very productive day housework wise.

It's fair to say that I am livid right about now

I have an arrangement with my in-laws that Rowan goes up to them every Sunday, unless my father-in-law is working. Last week, Rowan started going to football training on Sunday mornings, though it's done by noon so there's no reason why he can't continue to see his Dad and grandparents an hour later than normal.

Keith was working last week, so I took him to football myself. They even recognised him from the handfull of sessions he attended last year. This week, Baz and Keith were to come and collect him themselves, and I gave directions to the school even though Baz should know where it is since it's right by the bus stop we use to get to town from my parents' place. I also told them it was his turn to pay the fees.

I dropped him off, then headed off to ASDA for some supplies. I got home about ten past twelve and was just about to unlock my front door when my mobile began to ring; it was my mother-in-law to ask if they were meant to collect him from the school or my parents place! *growls*

So I'm basically freaking out at this point, as they cannot be late to collect him, for legal reasons involving liability insurance. If they do, the organisers have every right to refuse to let Rowan attend - with damn good reason!

But who's going to explain to a five-year-old that the reason he can't play football is because his father, someone who he believes the sun shines out the rear end of, can't be relied upon to collect him on time??

Apparently they turned up at the school - albeit late, by the sounds of it - and found the gate locked. I then demanded to know what the hell she was talking about, as they should have been able to see Rowan clearly and the gate wouldn't be locked. It seems they went to the wrong gate...must have stopped at the Infant school, despite there being a massive school field just down the street. Morons.

If they weren't sure where they were going, why the fuck didn't they arrive early like normal, intelligent people?

I swear, sometimes it is damned tempting to just upsticks and move away. If only to get my son away from that bunch of absolute losers.

Argh! Help needed!

Okay, here's the deal. I checked with Mam how many of these 2lb chocolate loaves I'm gonna need to make to feed my whole team, and she guestimated at three. So that's what I made.

Problem is, I've found I have nothing of sufficient size in which to transport them on the bus to the office tomorrow morning!

My chocolate/biscuit tins, kept especially for such items, are either not deep enough (even before I put on the buttercream icing on top) and/or will not hold two safely, let alone three!

I've even looked at my pyrex and roasting tins as possible alternatives, but the cakes are just going to be too high. And don't forget there's going to be buttercream on the top, so just wrapping in tin foil won't do....

Any suggestions? Please?