A LONG TIME COMING
I can't believe it has been 5 years since I last wrote, but the weeks became months, time has disappeared and now we are into the second half of 2017.
Life is different but paradoxically the same. We are all older and some have bloomed, whilst others are ageing slightly disgracefully, but the craziness and chaos are never far away.
My twins are now 20, believing they are adults but without having quite got to grips with life, and sometimes even basic skills such as reading. A prime example was Monday evening. Twin sat at computer checking in for trip to a festival in Spain with friends and there is a pause, followed by an expletive. His friends look up from their phones as he says "I read that the return flight was to London." That's great I'm thinking as our nearest airport is Luton and we have flown back to Gatwick or Stansted. "I picked the airport beginning with an 'S'" he continues, "But it was Southend!" The flight arrives at 11pm, just that bit too late for the last train to London and making him reliant on the parent cab. What joy!
After relative peace for the rest of the week, my phone goes this evening. I didn't recognise the number but when I answered it was my middle son telling me he'd left his phone in his friend's car when they dropped him at the station on the way home, and since getting on the train he couldn't find his wallet. He was going back to our local train station and needed us to meet him as his oyster was in aforementioned wallet. Having approached a man who he thought had taken his wallet, and asked him politely to check his pockets, they were empty. This wasn't actually the surprise he thought it would be when he later found the wallet in his rucksack. I apologise profusely to the poor, unsuspecting passenger on the Metropolitan line.
Still mad and busy, not knowing what is happening from one day to another, but I wouldn't change any of it...... apart maybe from the 2 hours drive to Southend airport next weekend.
