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May. 28th, 2005 11:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I am so knackered - we have been work, work, busy, busy all week - I have barely looked at my LJ so feel out of the loop.
We have been invaded by Lords, not a leaping yet, but the night is yet young and the Talisker has just begun to flow. They are Labour peers, in all week, and having v political conversations which I feel I should earwig and report on, just to keep my readership entirely up to date with cutting edge politics. Except it's a bit dull, and i have a problem with titles. I can hardly bear to look at them in case I feel compelled to bring on the tumbrils. My Friend Kathie is forever recounting our shared trip to a stately home when one of our offspring said , "Mummy, what's a Duke?" to which I apparently replied "They're the enemy, darling" So should I pour them whisky? OR OVERTHROW THEM? Tell me quickly. Plus one of their party is the Ombudsman. Except she is quite clearly an Ombudswoman.
In other news i am v looking forward to a RL meeting withhartleyhare and
bisonwife next week.
The valley girl has arrived with a new ethical dilemma for her pore old ma. Last night she stayed with our some time barman, the dearly beloved Murdo MacLeod, at his Edinburgh flat; en route to Skye. When I approved her travel arrangements she had not told us they had recently become an item, with snoggery, purchasing of gift teddy bears and sighing. I try to be a hip, happening, helpful mummy. I say "Should I get you some condoms, darling?" and "What about the pill - what do you think?" And the valley girl says "Oh muuuuuuuuum; you're soooo embarrassing." I am so in touch with my inner Edina, but the VG says she is way cooler than Saffy..
And in other, other news you can tell my ma was i/c the laundry chez moi last week. The children all have matching socks - a luxury I thought we had long since abandoned along with pyjamas with matching tops and bottoms; plus this week we have been mainly wearing ironed pants. Ironed pants! Surely they fall into the mushroom stuffing life's too short category.
Re: pants etc
Date: 2005-05-30 03:20 am (UTC)Murdo sounds like a very nice boy, if he is already quaking at the thought of a little chat. Undoubtedly the VG could so a lot worse (see Wendy Cope's triolet entitled "There are so many kinds"...).