My Mother is an idiot

First things first, she’s not really, but I’ll get to that… This is a post in two parts although it wasn’t planned that way. Considering the title of this post (which was hard to type, believe me) I thought it prudent to pre-warn Mumsy less the shock prove to much and send her to the drinks cabinet. Rumour has it that world gin supplies are low so I sent her a draft copy just to be on the safe side. Plus I knew if I posted it without consultation she’d just hang about in the comments making corrections. Originally I had planned to re-write the draft with corrections but instead I’ve cut down my original bit, and left her reply …

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A boy and his addendum

Mumsie sent an email with a few (factual) corrections to my 1000 Words entry – A Boy and His Dog. Just love your words to go with the picture of you and Sintra. Needed a tissue – so glad to know she meant as much to you as she did to us. The bridge is on the approaches to Lindisfarne on the Holy Isle in Nothumberland. Must go back some day and see if it’s still there! P.S. Just for the record – we got Sintra before you were born, Sintra is a district of Lisbon – the ‘old town’, and it was Uncle Bill who took and developed the photo in his darkroom in Doveholm. So I was right …

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