My dear old mum is 82 years young and is a great old bird. She lives in her own villa at the old folks home and still pretty independant. I almost have to make an appointment to see her she's got so much on.
She's ridden a bike. Once. My brother's TS125 (?) He convinced her to hop on and told her to twist the throttle to make it go. The sight of mum wheelying down our driveway and getting dumped off the back on her arse will live with me until the day I die.
She's a proper lady but not like false-posh. Loves all her grandchildren to pieces and is pretty much the way a refined great-grandmother should be. I've only ever heard her swear once ("shit").
Imagine my surprise then when talking to her yesterday and she informed me that a couple of weeks ago she'd been in Whitcoulls and "I saw that book that everyone has been talking about" I got an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach ...'Fifty Shades of Grey' " Oh no, thought I. "Well I bought it and a couple of people I went with on the bus with noticed it and asked if they could read it after me.". My jaw dropped as I waited for the inevitable shock, horror and embarrasment .. but she continued "So I started reading it and goodness me ... it was quite racy!" I said, "so what did you do with it?" expecting her to say she threw it away in horror after the first page and she said ..." well I finished it". I said "the page, the first chapter?" and she replied "no, I read the whole book". I'm still coming to terms with it.
So what have your mothers shocked you with?
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