Teaching the Owens children how to be prim and proper, cooking gourmet meals, sticking my nose where it doesn't belong, interfering with family business, and wearing an apron pretending to dust the house while I'm really just eating Bon-Bons.
I really just want work, so I guess I'd like to meet anyone who will pay me to clean their homes, watch their darling children, and cook gourmet meals.. spit free, I promise. It's just that the Owens family really didn't appreciate me. Especially Wesley, that bloody little misbehaving brat!
The only music I can even remotely stand is England's national anthem.. oh yes, and my theme song:"Streaks on the china, never mattered before, who cares. When you dropped kicked your jacket As you came through the door, No one glared. But sometimes things get turned around And no one’s spared. All hands look out below There’s a change in the status quo. Gonna need all the help that we can get. According to our new arrival Life is more than mere survival We just might live the good life yet."
I don't watch movies.. movies just rot your brain and stifle the imagination. Why watch movies when you can have plenty fun trying to get the kids to do their homework or even more fun dusting the china!
Same goes with the television.. yep you guessed it - rots your brain. Why not just challenge yourself to a stimulating crossword puzzle instead?! I tell ya, kids these days just have no imagination!
Encyclopedia Brittanica mostly, but I do enjoy that delightful Harry Potter - he's like a very well-behaved Wesley who can cast spells. Delightful.
George Owens, Marsha Owens, their delightful children Heather and Kevin. Oh yeah, and that Wesley kid I suppose.