On a Rodent to Nowhere with Marvin Gaye

*Disclaimer* I apologise but this is a little story dedicated to writer’s block and the Cambridge’s hamster. For fun, you can spot the Marvin Gaye songs if you like.


A German haired pointer develops a lump on its neck and a Staffordshire bull terrier has a behavioural disorder. That doesn’t sound much like Made In Chelsea,” I say to NW, who is creating a Fantasy Football mega-team on his phone and doesn’t really mind what we watch.

“You’ve got the All 4 thing on the wrong one,” he says, without looking up. “That’s Supervet.”

animal, attractive, beautiful “Oh yes.” We settle down to our electronic devices in companionable silence. I fire up Right Royal Mother and hit ‘new post’. On screen, Louise says, “something in my head has clicked,” followed by a narrative-helping, sped-up montage of sunsets, with a little overlap of Jamie saying “girls always have lovely hands.”

“Mercy, Mercy Me. Why are you watching this crap?” says NW, looking up.

“I like the clothes,” I sigh. “And the fact that Alex can talk, despite being a human made out of plywood. And the feeling that I want to shoot them all.”

NG’s head appears from between the bannisters above us. “Mummy, What’s Goin’ On? What are you talking about? “

“Nothing, darling. Just some silly people on the television.

“Like Mister Maker and Justin?”

“Yes, but with worse clothes,” I say and give NW the look that means it’s his turn to kiss 376 stuffed animals goodnight.

I turn my attention back to the screen where Steph is saying, “I thought it would be a really good idea just to show all of my friends how much I love them and take them all to the Maldives.”

“Oh, SOD off!” I yell at the screen, hurling a cushion at Alex’s pendant.typewriter, book, notebook

I turn my attention back to the post I am writing. I’ve had writer’s block this week, which is annoying because I have millions of ideas but no time for various reasons and then, when I sit down to type, I am either so tired I fall asleep or I become completely paralysed and can’t type a word. I’m hoping it’s temporary. But even if it’s not, tonight I’m forcing it.

Now Louise is sitting on a Skype session with Rosie, wiping away fake tears and wearing some furry thing that makes her look like the Snow Queen crossed with a Black Widow spider. NW returns with an empty milk beaker and stares at me in horror.

“Did you know the Flight of the Navigator child star has been charged with bank robbery?” he says, rather shakily.

I look at my phone, where a WhatsApp group between my siblings and their spouses has been rattling off reactions to this. My sister has typed, “the world’s gone to shit”.

On screen now, Lucy is bitching that something about something not being clean has ruined her birthday. I missed exactly what it was but I assume it’s her nails, which look as though each time she runs them through her hair they gather more grime.

“Gosh, that’s a shame,” I sigh. “I used to love that film so much. Back in the mid-80s, its recommended retail price was £79.99 you know.”

NW still doesn’t really do pounds, despite having lived in the UK for over a decade, but looks impressed. “I wonder why he needed the money then,” he muses.

“Well, everyone used to use their Blockbuster card and just get it out for a fortnight,” I say. “Ah, the 80s. When films were really films. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. The Breakfast Club. Pretty Woman.

“Is that the one with Richard Gere?”video, video cassette, cassette

“Yes. I used to have such a crush on him.”

“Wasn’t there a rumour about him sticking a hamster up his …”

“It was a gerbil,” I interrupt quickly, because I don’t want to think about that urban myth. I adore Richard Gere and I Heard it Through the Grapevine the Duchess of Cambridge told a girl that George and Charlotte own a hamster called ‘Marvin’.

“Is there a difference?”

“Yes. Gerbils don’t like being alone, whereas hamsters don’t mind so much.”

We both watch the credits roll on MiC and listen to the little monkey at the end.

“Shall we watch The Supervet?” NW suggests, when the All 4 homepage flashes up again.

“Are there hamsters in it?”

“I don’t know,” he says, giving me a kiss. His stubble is gently scratchy.

“Princess Charlotte likes it when Marvin’s whiskers tickle her face,” I say.

“Are you comparing me to a small furry animal?” he says.

“Only if you’re lucky,” I say. “Now … Let’s Get It On.”

And we settle down to watch Supervet.



Characters are abbreviated as follows:

NW – not William (husband and father)

NG – not George (daughter, sister and two and three quarter year old)

NC – not Charlotte (son, brother and seven month old)

NL – not Lupo (a Labrador)

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  1. May 6, 2016 / 6:56 am

    Aaaahhh…yes..those nice nights of bliss bonding with the other sitting in companionable silence on the devices….Crappy writers block! #FridayFrolics

  2. May 6, 2016 / 12:34 pm

    Ahh Pretty Woman. It will always be one of my favs. You are still writing great posts with writers block! Thanks for linking up to #FridayFrolics

    • May 6, 2016 / 7:09 pm

      I love, LOVE Pretty Woman. Thanks Claire … no more MiC for me for a while. #FridayFrolics

  3. May 6, 2016 / 1:58 pm

    Love it – no writers block in sight! I love The Breakfast Club. Good old 80s films. #FridayFrolics

    • May 6, 2016 / 7:09 pm

      Oh, thank you! It didn’t feel that way when I started typing ..! #FridayFrolics

  4. May 7, 2016 / 1:12 pm

    Ahh, writers block is a funny old thing! Very amusing night in! #pocolo

    • May 7, 2016 / 2:43 pm

      Haha – this is so typical of really ALL my nights at the moment! Thank you 🙂 #pocolo

  5. May 7, 2016 / 2:20 pm

    Love this – very funny indeed! I especially loved the bit about kissing the stuffed animals goodnight 🙂 I’m very impressed that this is your writing with writer’s block! xx #fortheloveofBLOG

    • May 7, 2016 / 2:42 pm

      Oh, thank you Bridie! 🙂 That bit’s true … there are HUNDREDS of stuffed animals in NG’s bed! #fortheloveofBLOG

  6. May 9, 2016 / 6:17 am

    Made me giggle – very similar to an evening in my household (except these days if It is before Arthur has gone to bed, I’m most likely to be commenting on Mr Tumble rather than MIC!) #fartglitter


    • May 9, 2016 / 6:50 am

      Oh thank you! Yes, I know – Mr Tumble features very highly in my viewing schedule too, sadly! #fartglitter

  7. May 9, 2016 / 6:48 am

    Yes we love companiable silence on our electronic devices in this house! I don’t watch MIC as I’m usually too busy catching up on something from the planner which I intended to watch the night before but fell asleep! I’m not a huge Marvin Gaye fan so didn’t get many of the songs except Get It On! Ha ha. Thanks for sharing on #fartglitter

  8. May 9, 2016 / 10:12 am

    Hi Polly, I hate it when I have so many blog post ideas but am too tired to ‘develop’ them. Last night as I was climbing into bed I quickly typed a loose idea for one on my phone in about 500 words (thank goodness for smartphones)

    I’d not heard that rumour about Richard Gere and the hamster. Something to check out!


    • May 9, 2016 / 4:13 pm

      Hi Debbie, yes I’ve been known to do very similar! Thank goodness for smartphones indeed. And I wouldn’t bother looking into that rumour about Richard Gere; it’s rather unpleasant (though quite funny!) Thank you for commenting. xxx

  9. May 9, 2016 / 1:03 pm

    Oh God! I thought I was the only suffering from loving MiC and wanting to punch them all in their smug, eye-browed faces. The only thing I love more is Real Housewives of anywhere. husbands never ever get it! #fartglitter

    • May 9, 2016 / 4:13 pm

      Oh, I know! Looking forward to this evening’s episode with morbid fascination .. 🙂 #fartglitter

  10. May 9, 2016 / 8:22 pm

    Noooooooo! I think my heart has just broken into teeny tiny pieces!! I loved that film, and I would have sold my parents for that little caterpillar type monster to end up in MY pocket at the end. So cute!
    Shattered illusions aside though… great post! Thanks for linking up with #FartGlitter x

  11. May 9, 2016 / 9:17 pm

    Me and my husband are so guilty of this everynight, sitting in silence on our phones, and in bed too. I’m usually taping away on my laptop – either writing posts, reading and commenting, and he’s usually reading all my What’s App messages from the day! I have had really bad bloggers block this week, it’s awful, my head is buzzing with ideas, but I can’t seem to create a piece. I’ve written some really throwaway pieces lately, today was about dresses I would like. I hope you find your blogging mojo soon. Thanks so much for joining our party at #fortheloveofBLOG, we hope you can join us next week. Claire x

  12. May 10, 2016 / 11:03 pm

    Has to be the most intriguing title I’ve seen in a long time. Clever concept for those times when the words just won’t flow. We’ve all been there #fartglitter

  13. May 12, 2016 / 8:28 am

    The evenings of going blockbusters and searching for a film!! How times have changed!! Thanks for linking up #FabFridayPost

  14. May 17, 2016 / 6:05 pm

    I’m so glad you interrupted! And I’m never really sure of the difference between and gerbil and a hamster, perhaps it’s royal connections. Thanks for linking up to #PoCoLo and sorry for the late comment

    • May 20, 2016 / 4:30 am

      Hi Stephanie, no problem at all! Glad you enjoyed it and thank you so much again for having me on the newbie showcase 🙂 #PoCoLo

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