No. 1 son visited tonight. Dawg growled for a moment, it's so long since we've seen him (son, not Dawg) but he recognised the smell, as did we all. Bless. He is temping in a factory at the moment (so that was two years university funding that was wasted then? Ah, don't get me started and I can't judge)
Any old hoo. He is working in a factory full of women. Bless him. He holds his own, although there are offers to hold it for him I believe. He likes it there, and is working with what he describes as two elderly women (for that read probably 10 years younger than me)
He was all aglow tonight because one reminded him of Nanny. And NO! we are not fortunate, or rich enough to have employed an outside body to clean up the unspeakable things he used to do on the shag pile on the landing. He refers to his paternal grandmother.
Nanny was a character to be sure. She was lovely, if a little bit dizzy to say the least. Bless her lovely heart, she eventually contracted alzhiemers at the frightening young age of 59. The worst thing is that we didn't notice for 18 months because she had always been as mad as a box of frogs.
Examples include. "Make sure you get that sauce to the right constituency" "Ooh love, put a cardigan on that baby he's cold" No, really he's fine said I. She asked at least another 5 members of the family if they agreed. In the end her husband stepped in and said. "For God's sake woman!! It's August and 80 degrees out there, get over yourself!" And I am SURE that she once offered me a lemon turd tart!!!
Bless her, we loved her anyway, and as I say didn't notice she was losing her marbles until she tried to feed the dog the sunday trifle and us Pedigree chum.
Son was hysterical tonight describing this ladies recent driving lesson. The instructor told her to approach the junction, creep out and see if anyone was coming. She approached the junction, got out of the car and crept up to the junction. Instructor chased after her and said NO! from the car you mad bat!! She told him she thought it was strange as there might have been something coming by the time she got back in the car!!
Another example is when she had been working the press at work all day with her left foot. Her leg and foot really ached, and it seemed worse the following morning, but she hobbled, literally hobbled into work. When she got there, she looked down only to find she had put on odd shoes. One had a heel and one didn't.
You have got to love eccentricity (or madness - your choice)
Me? Well I am grateful he is so entertained and so tolerant of those who are mentally challenged. It gives me hope that he might turn up a couple of times a year in my dotage. But who knows. At least I am comforted by the fact that Dawg can smell him two streets away............................
