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Active old people…

I’ve noticed that if a blog entry includes a comment such as Jordan’s extremely large breasts the hit count increases. There’ll be more of this tomorrow. Someone found the blog searching for info on Toyota Yaris clutch problems, which makes me want to scream BMW, Volvo, Ford, Vauxhall, Mitsubishi, Renault, Audi, Citroen, Daewoo, Ferrari, Fiat, Hyundai, Honda, Lexus, Nissan, Porsche, Saab, lip smackin’, thirst quenching, ace tasting Suzuki… 

Tickets for Cher: The Farewell Tour arrived today courtesy of my new friends at the MBC PR company. Oh, the joys of arranging free things, although I will be writing a review of the gig so the tix aren’t strictly free. I’m no great fan of the woman but I am certain that she’ll put on a damn good show. M is very excited. A glance at the seating plan revealed that we will have a good view of all that happens. I have seven days to brush up on my campness and buy a sparkly shirt. I shall go to the ball. Too many italics?

Mothers are something else, eh? My mum tells me that she’s off to get some test results re her health from the doctor. She’s a trooper, she’s got through breast cancer and has to live with arthritis, angina and diabetes. Told that my presence wasn’t needed I asked her to phone me as soon as she got out. Hours went by and, the more the clock ticked, the more I panicked. Finally caved in and had to ring her. “Oh, hello. It was fine. Just been too busy to call you.” Active old people! Grrrrr! They’re upping her diabetes-related medication, which is bad enough in itself but not that bad in the grand scheme of things.

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