'You need to start a therapy fund for your children when...they catch you stark naked with a hair colourant on your head and a pore strip on your nose as you pluck grey hairs from your bikini area' Honest, candid and hilarious When My Husband Does the Dishes...is as true a portrait of marriage and motherhood as you are ever likely to read. This is a book about love in real life. It's about what marriage looks like after three children and 150 years of togetherness. It's about little white lies and boxer shorts on the floor and eating frankfurters for dinner every night. In short, it is Kerri Sackville's life. Central to the book is Sackville herself - an exhausted and sometimes mutinous mother and wife. Then there is her husband, 'The Architect', who lies on a freshly made bed with his shoes on and only washes up when he wants sex. And then there are the children - Little Man ('I have to be perfectly honest, Mum. That dress makes you look horrible'), Pinkela ('Lamb chops come from lambs? But why do we eat our friends?'), and Toddler ('I love you, Mama. But you are very stupid'). When My Husband Does the Dishes...is part memoir, part guide to marriage and motherhood and a mustread for any mother who has ever shouted "I hate you back! " in an argument with her kids. It is accurate, clever and very, very funny.