10 July 2013 at 09:52
Thunderthighs
came downstairs to go to college
"Oh I see Dad's up early!"
It was
9.30
I'm up at
7
and he
reckons he's tired ...
A
first for Fester this morning - he's buying something over the 'phone using his
debit card.
I
know ... welcome to the 20th century ...
He'll
learn to text next ...
Bess
Cavalier I thought scientists were supposed to be at
the cutting edge of technology, rather than us arty types who are far too ditzy
to be able to push buttons in the right order!
10 July 2024 at 14.07
Today is
Ringtons man's day.
I spotted
him coming up the path, opened the door before he could knock and said
"He's not home yet. Come back at four o'clock."
Go
upstairs calling to Thunderthighs
"Your father knows how much coffee he
wants, and I'm not paying for it."
Settle
down up here, hear the front door opening and shout down
"You've just
missed the Ringtons man."
"Oh
no I haven't. He spotted me and is
turning the van around."…
Moments
later they are in negotiation on the front step.
He is now
in discussion with Thunderthighs as to whether there is enough ket* for his
birthday tea on Friday.
Just read this out to him.
"I didn't see the pile of it when I asked."
"How could you miss it? It was a foot high.”
We have also just debated whether him buying me soft mints is guilt or
wheedling his way into my good books.
*For those unfamiliar with the Geordie dialect ‘ket’ is rubbish food such mass produced ultra-processed cheap sweeties, cakes etc. Not to be confused with anything Ringtons makes which is all delicious and wholesome: I highly commend their Chocolate BrazilNut Biscuits.
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