I had this sweet little conversation with my mother last week. We were discussing serious stuff; wills and death and where the secrets are buried etc., and it was all getting a little dreary so we attempted to lift the mood with silly jokes about living side by side in matching rose-covered cottages once my children have moved out and dad had shuffled off (yes, very cheery shit).
"We'll have a breezeway .." I say (i'm reading too many american novels at the moment).
".. with a connecting gate" Mum agrees.
"And a secret door, so we don't have to use the front door like everyone else ..."
".. a secret knock" Mum insists.
"to check whether we are alone?" I suggest, amused.
".. you or me?" Mum giggles wickedly.
So THERE is where i get it from.
3 comments:
You made me smile at the end of a long day :)
Hehe
:-O
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