Flown
Flown
Dad and I are enjoying cauliflower cheese,
chicken legs and thighs. Disputes over the TV doo-dah
have all but ceased, he watches the game,
I retreat upstairs to read. Loo roll lasts
twice as long, my car is never out drive
- even the washing machine is staying put,
content finally with half a load.
I can hear myself think, and some of it is sensible.
The dog misses you, he checks your room
each morning - just in case you got in late.
I’ll bring the desk-lamp up next week,
text if you need more pants or socks.
Take care son. Much love Mum
Dad and I are enjoying cauliflower cheese,
chicken legs and thighs. Disputes over the TV doo-dah
have all but ceased, he watches the game,
I retreat upstairs to read. Loo roll lasts
twice as long, my car is never out drive
- even the washing machine is staying put,
content finally with half a load.
I can hear myself think, and some of it is sensible.
The dog misses you, he checks your room
each morning - just in case you got in late.
I’ll bring the desk-lamp up next week,
text if you need more pants or socks.
Take care son. Much love Mum
posted by apprentice at
4:44 pm
11 Comments:
Oh Anna! Gulp!
BTW I disgraced myself when we took our first son to Uni and I discovered
he had one of my solid silver teaspoons.
I'm actually half enjoying it.
We've had the odd grunted phone call. He had a city hair cut and his Dad asked how much it cost, he replied that was his business.
I'm actually quite proud he's being so self sufficient.
Looking forward to catching up with you soon. Hope all is fine with you.
This poem really made me laugh! It reminded me of my poor long-suffering grandparents when they gave me my 18th birthday + you're going to college soon! present - 360 teabags and 36 bog rolls...
It's nice that he's keeping in touch, even if the calls are grunty, at least you know he's keeping well.
Thanks flux, I meant it to be funny/sad if you know what I mean. He hates cauliflower cheese, and only eats chicken breast, so it was poking fun at that too, how after nearly 20 years we can eat what we like again!
I recently found the letters home from # i son - all addressed and stamped by me. My son was there when I found then and asked if he could have them.
Aw that was nice Pat. Did you hand him stamped addressed envelopes when he left?
My son should have his uni e-mail set up shortly. How times have changed!
F:lux they sound like my FIL, he hordes loo rolls, in his old house the attic was stowed out with them, insurance against coming down with perpetual dysentry presumably, not sure how that sat with his love of buying tinnned prunes though :)
It was more like I drank a lot of tea, therefore I needed more bogroll - which is why it took me a while to understand their joke!
I loved my grans cauliflower cheese though. Another nice memory stirred there...
I don't know what mine does with it, I'd rather not know lol!
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