As I was stacking the dishwasher early this morning I felt a presence standing behind me.
'Um, Millie darling.'
'Um Millie darling.'
'Um I need to tell you something, other that you're looking particularly ravishing this morning in your trackpants & hoodie & Port Power wooly socks. Oh & I just love the way your hair looks when you've just rolled out of bed & of course, with no make-up, you are even more scrumptious than ever, my sweet.'
'OK, you'd better spit it out MOTH.'
'Well my beautiful one, it's sort of like this. The 'boys' in Melbourne really, really need me this weekend so I'm heading over tonight.'
'You mean our 3 eldest sons? Funny, none of them have mentioned this to me, but what a loving & caring thing to do.'
'Um, well not quite. The other 'boys', you know, Buckie, Andy & Johnno, my old diving mates down on the Pennisula.'
'So you're going to tell me you're spending the weekend diving instead of working on the Bathroom From Hell as you promised?'
'Um, well er yeah diving, & my beloved Dees just happen to be playing the Blue Boys at Docklands on Saturday & the 'boy's can get me into the Members.'
'OK that's it buddy, here's the Yellow Card you're on report. See you at the Tribunal next Monday night!'
'Um, so my sweet little honeybunch that means there's probably not much chance of you giving me some of your Frequent Flier miles to book my flight?'
'About as much chance as The Hedge receiving Blog of the Year from The Washington Post!'
So it will be a MOTH-free zone this weekend, me going to the Meet The Parents lunch solo & making a million excuses for MOTH's absence. Hope yours will be much better! Any suggestions as to how many games he should get on Monday night? Or do I just pull the pin on the rest of his season?
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