Friday, July 31, 2009

Shoot, stab, strangle

This morning I received a phone call:

“Hello”, I said.
“It’s me”, replied my mam, “how do I get rid of you”.
“What do you mean get rid of me”.
“How do I get rid of you”, she repeated.
“Er, I don’t understand, why do you want to get rid of me”.
“I’ve just switched on my mobile and your number keeps coming up. How do I get rid of you”.

Breathing a huge sigh of relief that she didn’t actually wanted to do away with me, I said I’d take a look at her mobile later today.



Jennysmith said...

Lordy Marie, I thought your mam was going to hire a hit-man there for a moment! These mums - honestly!

Am off to Warsaw tomorrow. Will reply to your lovely email when i get back.

Hope you are in less pain and discomfort now xxx

Anonymous said...

LOL!!!!!!!!! :o)