Me, my mum and my dad were watching newsnight last night. Or rather my dad was trying to and my mum was all 'it's my birthday stop it' after already changing the channel to Swiss Railway Journeys and insisting we watch it until she got bored. So we're watching the news and suddenly my dad waves at us to shush because he knows the woman who's sitting at the table. My mum laughs and says 'I have never seen her when she wasn't wasted' and then it cuts to another woman on the screen. "A professor! Fucking joke," cries my father at the woman's subtitle. "Is she nervous or something? She looks uncomfortable," my mother asks. "No, she's just really fucking fat." And then we all hugged. I do so love watching BBC programmes with my dad. I like to know who hates who and who got really trashed at some wedding.
My hair last night was the curliest it's ever been. You've never seen my hair like that. This morning however, I might have spent two hours with the ghds and it'd never sit like this. SERIOUSLY WHAT HAPPENED? I have no before picture though so you'll just have to take my word for it.
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Parents are awesome. When I was a wee boy, me and my mum visited a shopping centre once and the heel came off her boot. She announced that it was time to get a new pair of shoes. She promptly marched into the nearest M&S, pulled on a new pair of boots, and simply walked out again. I asked her if it was okay to steal, to which she replied: "Only if it's me doing it. And as far as those robbing bastards in there're concerned; fuck them."
My mother: A class act all the way.
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