I have spent a pleasant day on my own. Some of it was spent creating a thing of beauty. Stand back and admire the peg bag people. There is plenty to see here. And it cost me nowt. Just an old hanger and some material from my stash. Well I say stash. I mean one of the two spare pieces of material that I have accumulated. Mostly, I am just pleased that we have managed to replace the old cushion cover that we used to keep pegs in. Do you think it is like this in the Beckhams’?
I just wish I could learn to be a bit more tidy when I worked so that I didn’t double the time it took to do everything.
We creative types just have to go with the flow and worry about the consequences later.
Then FOW1 remembered that only last week he had parents and phoned to catch up which was nice. Pizzas are being eaten, ciders are being drunk, the church surf is booked and there has been a “discussion” in his student house about who keeps stealing the cheese. Seems all is well.
Then my mum phoned. She has organised her part in our Christmas and now it is time for me to do my part.
Mum. I’ve spoken to Liam. He is bringing me down on the 21st. Did you find out about my train back?
Me Yep. There is one a week later.
Mum Have you booked it?
Me It’s a bit early
Mum It might fill up.
Me It won’t
Mum It might.
Me I’ll keep an eye on it.
Mum Isn’t it best to book now?
Me I don’t have my card by the phone.
Mum Can’t you get the card?
Me What? now?
Mum If you want to.
Me Do you want me to?
Mum No. It doesn’t matter. You’ll keep an eye on it.
Mum Wouldn’t hurt, would it? To book now.
Me I’ll get my card.
Mum Well, if you think it’s best.
Mum What’s that tapping noise. Are you on the Internet?
Mum Quite rude, while we’re talking.
Me I’M BOOKING YOUR TICKET!
Mum I’m not sure it’s not too early
Cue strangling noises from my end of the phone. As the kids say – there is only one Nana Bez.