1. Then And Now
2. Now
3. Now And Then
There was a problem at The Office and I needed to ring an out-of-hours helpline to get it sorted. My mobile rang. It was The Boy Who Broke My Heart. http://mumsnet.com/blogs/serenedays/2009/06/17/fluffy-and-coupon-and-walbert/ ”Serenedays?” he said, gruffly. “It’s TBWBYH” “What, as in TBYBMH, TBYBMH?” ”Yes. I’m the Duty Manager for The Office supplier. ” “That’s hilarious,” I said. “Is it?” he said. It was extremely strange. Son 2 aged 22m chattered around at my feet. “Is that your little one?” he asked, as we tried to sort the problem. “Yes, and there’s another one rattling around somewhere,” I said. Not a peep for 25 years, then an email exchange, and now here we are, in each other’s mobiles. Serve me right for not writing back the second time. And imagine if we hadn’t already pinged emails…
Back in 2009, Granny and Granddad turned up and we walked the boys to The Square for pizza. Son 2 walked nearly all the way, and then fell asleep in The Big Pram. I didn’t take the Buggy for Son 1 aged 4y 9m - feeling, from my Mumsnet-gained knowledge of what everyone else does, that he probably is Too Big For Pushchairs. We had lunch, Son 1 ate well, Son 2, who woke up half way through, didn’t. I had a glass of wine and a coffee, an achievement which always counts as a Good Thing. Getting Son 1 back was tortuous. We should have taken the Buggy.
Granny and Granddad went back to The Hotel, we watched telly. Then Son 1 decided he wanted to cycle down to see them on his trike. “And me, And me!” cried Son 2. So Son 1 pedalled down, and I pushed Son 2 on his plastic scootalong car. Backbreaking. Son 2 loved it though. He scooted and steered, and smiled, smiled, smiled. At the hotel we had wine and they had pineapple juice. We flopped in plastic chairs on the smokers’ terrace; they zinged about leaving toys for the waiters to fall over. BC, The Man and I used to go and sit in the smoking sections of pubs and cafes to get away from other people’s children. And now we have all been moved outside.
Tags: ex-boyfriend, plastic scootalong car, The Big Pram, The Hotel With The River View, The Square
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