The old-fashioned kind. The one where your mum catches you doing something you shouldn't. And gives you a telling off.
Fortunately, my mum has given up doing things like that to me these days. However, my sister hasn't.
She had told me she didn't read my blog much but sod's law has it that she read recently. She saw that I was blogging when I should have been packing. Eeek - I got a bent ear. She was tempted to let rip in the comments box but refrained - (shame, I'm sure you'd have enjoyed it..) but she gave me what for over SKYPE.
Everytime we've moved house recently, she's helped out. She knows I am sitting here - typing - when all around me are things that need packing in boxes, things that need throwing out, things that need dismantling. She knows. She's right.
She told me some home truths and said I must show her on SKYPE video what I have done and what I haven't. So don't tell her I'm writing now. I'm going to start work just as soon as I've had my coffee. But I just needed to register how silly it all seems.
This is how it should be done!
Now I must go before my sister sees this and tells me off again. (Though the bottom line is that I really don't manage too well without her.....)