Saturday 7 March 2009

Small Talk 2009

Pickle, on his return from football practice at 10.30 this morning (Nobby takes him, Poppet and Tiggy, I have a lie-in): 'Hi Mum, good to see you up and dressed and doing your jobs.'

Nice. At the time I was cleaning up a pile of dog-poo the size of Gibraltar that Tiggy saw fit to leave in the laundry room last night.

Poppet, on watching me clean hair and assorted gunk out of the bathroom plughole: 'Being a Mummy is disgusting.'

Yup, based in the dog-poo incident I would have to agree with that.

Pickle, in the car, listening to Jazzy Radio: 'Can we change the radio station? this stuff all sounds the same.'

I was ready to change it myself actually, there's only so many versions of 'The Girl From Ipanema' you can stomach, especially since Nobby and I agreed a long time ago that we reckon it was originally written as the soundtrack for a German porn movie. It was the 'easy-listening jazz version' of 'Like a Virgin' that finished Pickle off. So we tried Danubius (dubious) radio instead as it has a reputation for being funky. Guess what it was playing? The Girl From Ipanema. Time to put some CDs back in the car.


2 comments:

  1. A bit like the time I was trying to instill some Culture into the kids with classical music (sleepy violins i have to admit.) One little guy piped up "We're supposed to be going to school not bed mom."

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  2. Hee hee! They certainly know how to put us in our places, the little darlings.

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