Sorry for irregular updates, have been stupidly busy. Am up bf DS again, the only time I get a moment to post!
Still no reply from her
. I sent her a text earlier today, the gist of which was: "sorry if you misunderstood my VM, I cannot see you on Saturday at all so I will need you to call me today or Friday evening. [DP] and I are actually quite worried and hope you are ok so please let me know what's up?" Wanted to add "Is there a specific reason you never answer your bloody phone?"
I'm not worried at all. May sound callous but seriously..who really has time for this kind of nonsense. If she is seriously ill then she'd surely not jump on a bus at stupid o'clock to tell me - a relative she is not that close to!
Anyway. I quite like the idea someone suggested re. a group of mumsnetters turning up on her doorstep demanding an answer. If anyone lives in the Leyton area let me know
I have already discounted a request for money, I suppose it could be a pyramid scheme but unless they have weekly targets why would she have to flog her shit to me THIS week?
She has a FB page but no updates since 2013 so no clues there.
Doubt she wants to offer childcare. She is fond of the kids but DD (2.9) cries hysterically whenever she sees her
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She didn't know we were going on hols this weekend until after she sent her first text so can't be to ask us to take/bring something back from there.
To those who think it's something nice, a gift or what not - again why would she have to tell me this particular week?!
Spoke to my brother. He guesses she wants DP to carry out some urgent repair work on her house (DP works in property maintenance). Possible I suppose.
So this is how I want this whole thing to end: our car will be loaded up Friday evening (not gonna happen but hey...) so Satuday morning we will be setting off 6.30am-ish. If by some freak of nature Yvonne actually turns up, I will make her tell me what she wants while we are sat in the car with the engine running. As she finishes I will press the electric button so the window slowly inches up as I reply "Sorry Yvonne, can't help with that. What a shame you didn't just call and ask - could have saved you the bus ride" Drive off into the sunset (or more likely rain) / END
It's not going to happen like that is it