That sucks...
My mother asked me what I wanted for my birthday last year.

Without any hesitation or pause for thought, I told her of the thing I had dreamed of owning and how much better and happier my life would be if I had one...

A Prada handbag? A Wii? Maybe a beautiful yet practical winter coat?

A Dyson Rollerball vacuum cleaner.

She refused point blank to buy me one.

I spent the birthday money she gave me on one instead. And I LOVE it. I now vacuum the carpets far more than is strictly necessary, just to watch the dust swirl around.

This, ladies and gentlemen will be why, at the age of 75, my neighbours will have the door to my house broken down to find me lying dead, undiscovered for months, half eaten by my 14 cats. But I'll have *really* clean carpets.
(Rakky (forgot her password) The muffin maverick, Thu 30 Apr 2009, 15:04, 4 replies)

My parents had a similar reaction
when I asked them for an axe for my birthday. I got it in the end though (but they also sent me safety goggles and gloves).
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 30 Apr 2009, 15:06, closed)

Did you
'aks' them for it?

No, I don't understand that either.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Thu 30 Apr 2009, 15:29, closed)

Your carpets won't be clean.
They'll be covered in cat shit.
(toomanydecibels has bleeding ears on, Thu 30 Apr 2009, 16:53, closed)

hey, did you find a screamin' deal?
Or did you have to buy it full price?
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Mon 4 May 2009, 12:33, closed)