Thursday, May 17, 2012

title pic Blackberry

Posted by dulwichmum on Wed 14 March 2007

What an eventful start to the day I had this morning!

At 7.20 am, my mother in law – Grandma Elizabeth telephoned me. It is just the busiest time of the day, trying to get myself dressed and groomed, and the children dressed and brought downstairs for breakfast. I can just about cope with a bullet point type urgent chat, but please … no drawn out or mind game type conversations, they just cause too much stress.

Grandma Elizabeth opened the dialogue with the misleading phrase (and complete lie):

‘Just a quick few words, I know how busy you are at this time of the morning’,

and then proceeded to take forty minutes over an absolute epic of a conversation, causing me to miss breakfast, and arrive late for work with one half of my hair in cork screw type sausage curls, and the other half poker straight (never disturb a lady with her GHD).

Basically, Grandma Elizabeth phoned to gloat that once again she had ‘saved the day’ by remembering a relatives birthday and sending them a card from us! (I grind my teeth when she does this, as I hate the idea of anyone sending letters or cards in my name).

James’ Great Aunt Alice was ninety years old today, and Grandma Elizabeth had sent a card from myself, James and the children – even carefully (she admitted) forging the children’s signatures with her left hand, as she knew we would forget!…….. Grrrrrrr. She sounded so proud of herself.

‘You shouldn’t have’, I said.

‘Well somebody had to remember’, she replied, and continued;

‘you have shown in the past that you cannot be trusted to remember’.

THE CHEEKY THING!!!!

‘No’, I replied,

‘you shouldn’t have, we sent cards. James has all the significant dates programmed into his Blackberry’ (snigger, snigger).

‘Now I shall be exposed, Great Aunt Alice will think I am interfering again’, she cried,‘and you always forget!’ she continued accusingly.

‘I am sure Great Aunt Alice will see the funny side’, I lied. ‘James is collecting her from Bath this morning and taking her to Cheltenham for the races as a special birthday treat, I shall ask him to explain.’ I said.

Grandma Elizabeth sounded sick! Oh, the joy.

‘Why does Great Aunt Alice get to go with my son to a corporate race do? He never brings me!’ she said petulantly.

‘Well Grandma Elizabeth (she just hates it when I call her that name), Great Aunt Alice is having a special birthday, and although this type of do is usually just for the wives and partners, James made a special exception’.

Hurrah! I have waited for this moment. I have been so exhausted for the last five years with the children and breastfeeding and work and endless hours at the hairdressers. Now, thanks to advances in technology, I shall never forget a birthday or significant anniversary again.

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