Forgot to tell you that a few months back, the M25 mysteriously disappeared from my awareness. As I got off the M3 I was in my mind joining the M4. I even thought “how strange, haven’t seen the 60 mph lights over the M4 before”. As I happily followed the lane to Slough/Iver I saw the sign for the A30 and realised I hadn’t been on the M25 yet. Oh dear! Oh dear!
I’ve also become someone’s parents – because mine never did it – and now listen more to Radios 2 and 4. I have gone off Heart and even Magic was too bland – too bloody inoffensive. Radio 4 from 18.30 to 19.00 had a wonderful play called ‘Clare in the Community’ about a social worker team lead and her life. I laughed out loud so much. Wonder if you can download them – it’s making me finally hamper for an Mp3 player.
Mum and Mark visited me yesterday and helped me do the garden i.e. I didn't have a garden before and now I do. It was like groundforce. Had to meet mum at train station for her to follow me home as she couldn't find my house. Gawd - she drives so so slowly like one of those annoying old people you get stuck behing altho' she blamed it on the car. I'm going to get it a turbo injection when she's not looking and see if there's an improvement.
Mum came out with one of her Polish mom language gems yesterday. I told her she should be hired by marketing people trying to find great snappy names for things. I explained my cousin Ania from Poland, who is currently staying with me while she seeks work, found a job in a juice bar. "Oh" said mum "So she'll be making smoochies."
What's more she is still calling a futon, a tufon.
She reminded me of a childhood trip to Blackgang Chine theme park in Isle of Wight where we dared her to go through this tree designed for kids to play in and she got stuck. After a few minutes of us convulsing with laughter she said "I'm not joking. I really am stuck and I can't breathe - get someone to help". And then there was a scene much like the story of the big turnip that a string of people are trying to pull out of the ground with a collection of other day trippers pushing and pulling until mum was set free. Oh happy days! Probably not for mum though!
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