AIBU - Books part 2

[theyoungvisiter]

as you were ladies.

llandb, you cheeky thing, you've not been scrumping and squabbling with reptiles, have you?!

AIBU to hesitate over accepting a child as my son? My DS, who was just a baby, vanished when my DW was killed. Now, years later, a child has been traced who may be my DS. But we have no way of telling.

Cor ... last post 14:19; I pick out a reply & hit post... at 17:26, evidently. Meanwhile, as I have composed, there have been 17:07, 17:12, 17:18 and 17:25 posts.

Not consorting with any reptiles as far as I recall, but I'm chummy with an old bat and WIBU to blame it on distractions - such as a mouse and string?

Oh my goodness! Do you walk by yourself llandb?!

Why, as it happens, yes, Moomin! And all places are alike to me. Though I'm partial to a fireside and a saucer of milk.

Errr (fears may have missed something) - Moomin, is the ornament-wearing son the one who is ostensibly the DS who vanished as a baby?

Phew! When you're not waving your wild tail...That took its time to dawn.

The vanished DS is a brand new, unattempted AIBU!

Pogle got the other one. It was moving quite fast earlier on.

Psst, have you seen the Pets thread about the stray cat having kittens on someone's porch - guaranteed to make you (and me) mushy?

Oops tooo busy chasing string to give full attention!

Must wrestle small person (who is all recovered from lurgey and is wired) to bed... will ponder stories and dream of kittens

'Night, All - don't BU while I'm gone!

No-one recognise it? But it is brilliant. Impossible to put down. And what an ending.

Night all.

Long-lost potential DS sounds almost familiar... I guess this pre-dates a simple genetic test?

AIBU to tell a boy who is pining for me that I don't fancy him?

Yes, pre-DNA testing. Don't you pity modern authors trying to write around potential plot hindrances like mobile phones?!

Now, llandb, unless you've been sacrificing your hair again, in which case YAB so U you will infuriate generations of readers, I'm going to need another clue or two, please.

Poor modern authors indeed...

No hair-sacrifice, though I have given up mod cons and grooming, such as they are.

All these silly boys wanting to chase me, suckers for a supposedly pretty face that they are, and they have the gall to say that I am cruel to insist on keeping it platonic.

llandb, I am still baffled, I am afraid. Perhaps another little clue (or even better, a stonking great big one)!

Do ya a clue-swap!

Well, the silly boy has gone and topped himself! And the townsfolk blame me and want to lynch me for my cruelty. I gave quite a spirited speech in my defense, but I'm not sure they're taking it in...
But wait, who's that bloke in somewhat-shining armour?

Hmm, well you would think a rip-roaring storyline like that would stick in the mind.
Alas, it obviously hasn't.

Now mine was made into a slushy travesty of a film starring a big-eared crooner as me!

Pah, the only big-eared crooner I can think of is Tom Jones and I doubt he was in your filum...

This strangely-armoured cove has jumped in and assured the townfolk that I'm in the right! So I'm off the hook and can get back to my flock, yay. Very courtly manners, though he does seem a bit eccentric. Must be on his way to a fancy dress party.

He seems to be a bit of a geek, too - well trainspotting hasn't been invented yet, but his friend keeps muttering about always having to stop and look at wind-powered agricultural devices.

Ha ,llandb a bit quixotic(??Sp?) of him?
This thread has made me sadly aware that I have read far too many children's books and genre fiction,and not nearly enough Real Literature! Oh well, when I've read my ''things to read'' pile at least I'll know what to read next...

Oh llandb, I am so sorry. Talk about having to drive it in with a sledgehammer!

I think you have to be an aloof shepherdess who was rescued by a certain Don Quixote.

As for the jug-eared crooner. He's of an earlier generation and associated with the festive season.

Moomin,due to the wonders of Google I think I've worked out yours,by Marghanita Laski?And I have read this,and didn't recognise it - must read it again.

Yes Pogle! Little Boy Lost. It's one of those books you find you're reading at top speed with your heart hammering as you get near the end because you are so afraid of what will happen.

I had a quick look when it arrived (it's a Persephone reprint) and ended up running down the road with my coat half off my back to get the DD from school that afternoon because I couldn't put it down.

Well you're all still here! How marvellous! I've been a bit distracted by silly amounts of work sadly.

Ok, I've got one.

AIBU to be feeling a bit sorry for myself? I don't feel great but thank God it's Sunday tomorrow!

Hi Maria, might this be a gritty, northern kitchen sink type of thing?

Night all!

Good afternoon! Let's see if we can get this to limp on a bit longer so I can avoid the housework.

AIBU to play on the swing after my aunt told me not to?

Hi Moomin ...

I really wouldn't - didn't you listen when they said it wasn't safe? You might end up breaking your back and having to run the household from your bed for months ...

Good point CJ! We'll make it what Katy didn't then.

AIBU to be annoyed with my DDs for playing with a lit candle and lying about it? They could have burnt the house down. Yet neither of them will admit they were at fault.

Moomin, I think I might be a bit frightented of kitchen sinks to be honest. They seem a bit dangerous to me. I'm feeling a lot better today - it's amazing what a healthy dinner will do!

Have you managed to get either of your DDs to admit fault by the way?