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blamebrampton) wrote2009-10-09 05:49 pm
blamebrampton) wrote2009-10-09 05:49 pm
Note to self
Dear self,
It's great that you sometimes grab a small handbag and just stuff a few essentials in it for a jaunt up the road. It means your lovingly curated handbag collection does not go to waste, for a start. And let's face it, your work handbag is a bit bloated. No one will ever need two New Yorkers, three New Scientists and four pairs of gloves for the one day.
What would be even greater is remembering to put your keys back in your main handbag when you get home. I know you aced the return of the wallet and phone, and that's terrific. But the thing about keys, the really really good thing about keys, is that they let you go back inside to get your wallet and phone, whereas the reverse is not true.
Still, at least the cash meant you were able to go across the road and buy a tin of catfood, so Biscuit the Time-Share Cat stopped whimpering at you accusingly. And the wireless does reach to the doorstep. And it's not raining at the moment. And even if it were, the eaves extend out over this bit. But your bum is really cold and Mr Brammers is not here yet. And Biscuit has gone off to sit on her cardboard stack now she's finished eating. Ingrate. So, perhaps pop the spare set of keys in the spare handbag next time? Or use your brain? In the interim, you could use this time to write, you know.
Big hugs,
Me
It's great that you sometimes grab a small handbag and just stuff a few essentials in it for a jaunt up the road. It means your lovingly curated handbag collection does not go to waste, for a start. And let's face it, your work handbag is a bit bloated. No one will ever need two New Yorkers, three New Scientists and four pairs of gloves for the one day.
What would be even greater is remembering to put your keys back in your main handbag when you get home. I know you aced the return of the wallet and phone, and that's terrific. But the thing about keys, the really really good thing about keys, is that they let you go back inside to get your wallet and phone, whereas the reverse is not true.
Still, at least the cash meant you were able to go across the road and buy a tin of catfood, so Biscuit the Time-Share Cat stopped whimpering at you accusingly. And the wireless does reach to the doorstep. And it's not raining at the moment. And even if it were, the eaves extend out over this bit. But your bum is really cold and Mr Brammers is not here yet. And Biscuit has gone off to sit on her cardboard stack now she's finished eating. Ingrate. So, perhaps pop the spare set of keys in the spare handbag next time? Or use your brain? In the interim, you could use this time to write, you know.
Big hugs,
Me
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And that was just the lawyers -- boom boom! (I jest, the lawyers were responsible for such highlights as the Christmas dinner in which a bell was found so my grandfather could ring for a division, and the family took sides in the room to back whichever side of that argument they supported. 25 years later, no one remembers what the actual argument was, just that we were all expected to leave table to settle it.)
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You must have been a lot of people at your Christmas dinner so that this procedure made sense. I try to imagine something similar with my family - but there's no way that would have worked out. Lol.
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And Dad's ability to arrive in countries as they destabilised was so astonishing that I once wondered out loud if he was gun running in his spare time. Then again, in the 70s, civil war was more or less a national sport in much of sub-Saharan Africa ...
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My dad is so obsessed with security that he would have never taken such a risk. He told me he was once almost mugged and beaten up as a sixteen-year-old, and that left some traces...
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My dad knew how to spell security, but was convinced it was important for other people ;-)
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