Friday 24th February Dave's dear sweet mother turned 25. How she was 25 with a 28 year old son was a puzzle, but if she said she was 25 who was Dave to argue?
The day began with Dave sitting around in his musty old office twiddling his thumbs, whilst working out staggering new discoveries in the frontier of statistics. Same old, same old.
Around 3pm he grew weary and decided it was time to call it a day. On his way out he checked his mailbox. There lay a single little letter. It was a very nice letter.
It was a long overdue check for 1500.
Next stop, bank.
On his way back from the bank he was rewarded with yet another great surprise. They were giving away free goody bags from 3! Hurrah! This day just got better and better and with a visit to his mum's and a night out still to come what could possibly go wrong?
He had to ask.
After the 45 min trip to his mother's home he discovered it was empty. His parents had gone to Southport and failed to mention it. Considering they had asked him to come over in the first place, Dave was not amused. With his spirits damped, he went straight onto the night out stage and met some friends for a meal.
The night out did not go to plan. Two many people apparently spoiled the broth as everyone argued amongst themselves as to where best to go. Still, Dave made the best of a bad situation and enjoyed seeing all his brothers in the same place for the first time in a long time. You win some, you lose some.
Happy Birthday Mum.
2 comments:
hey ! our mothers have the same age !!!
-by the way please say hi to Mrs Cavewoman ;)
Mrs Cavewoman says hi back.
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