This was a time when I got very angry with my children:

Well when I lived on High Street at the time, on the third floor, we had a big place, three bedroom, I gave my daughter a birthday party, just me Frances and Rodney and Dottie, I cut the cake, I gave a piece to each of them and Dottie switched the pieces of cake because she wanted a bigger piece, and I got mad and took the rest of the cake up and threw it across the floor. I guess the kids got kind of scared of me after that, especially Rodney.