Crepey wattle and daub

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At last! I get to use my thread title.

Over here, my hags.

Stropps you is fab :)

EA, she sounds like my kinda girl

Well done Herbs, we will quote that back to you in your next frazzled moment
I remember those Friday night play-dates - my dear friend and I used to have a glass or two to ease the pain. Happy days!

I put a massive amount of bolognese into the slow cooker this morning - hope it's OK for the outlaws this evening. They have simple but large tastes!

I do sometimes wonder what my extreme old age will be like as DD takes no prisoners. Any sign or slowness or dithering is not allowed. Eldest DGD is very sweet and patient though
DGD2 is more like her mother and would probably be playing Minecraft anyway

Sign of nor or....

Bloody hell of not or...
Must be starting already....

LOL EA, she DOES sound like my kinda girl! And DD is very sweet and patient with DM too!

Dd is aiming to study the ology which deals with the brain, so I reckon I'll be OK when dementia hits. Has anyone read Elizabeth is Missing, the novel written from the pov of someone with dementia? I found it claustrophobic and alarming, but interesting. I did finish it. I did not drive straight to a dementia clinic to have my brain checked.

Or maybe I did, and I forgot about it.

I have just watched DD2 playing drums in the school Battle of the Bands on YouTube (link through school email newsletter). I am Very Proud. I didn't actually realise she was a competent drummer and I may regret my realisation. And I have invoiced for quite a lot of money.

Yes I read Elizabeth Is Missing and ... well maybe enjoyed isn't the word... My grandmother and great-aunts all had dementia and used to have endless circular conversations. One of them never knew that her husband had died as they told her he was at the bowling green and would be back later (for about ten years)...
Mind you, I am trying to read the very good biography of Eleanor Marx at the moment and totally failing to concentrate.
Molly, she could come to France and be an ologue. OH has seen the cardiologue, the dermatalogue, the radiologue and my absolute favourite the podologue. .

Oh, congrats on the drumming and the invoice, MI. You will all have to come over here, because against advice we have acquired a drum kit off ebay for dd's birthday. Apparently you can put a quilt/duvet in the big drum so it's not so loud. Drum practice is chez nous. Srsly.

EA, I have the Eleanor Marx biog to read. I went to the session featuring the author at the Cambridge Lit Fest last year. It doesn't help itself by being such a biiiiiiig book.

Well let me know what you think. She had an amazing life, but I just can't warm to the book somehow. Maybe the internet has finally changed my brain and I just can't concentrate any more.

I read Elizabeth Is Missing, and also went to see the author (who is about 8) talk about her book at the National Theatre. I didn't think it was that marvellous, and not deserving of all the hype. I thought a better book about someone with dementia was Guppies for Tea by Marika Cobbold. Perhaps I just didn't warm to it, due to the man upstairs and his constant paranoia, due to his dementia, and it was all a bit close to home. My friend's wife died from dementia at the age of 42. It was very sad, and then he died about ten years later from meningitis.

Found you all - can't believe we are already on no.39.

DS - has came back from school today telling me how he was the only one to correctly interpret a Robert Frost poem and that the teacher's really impressed. I mentioned this to DD1 when skyping just now and she said that's because she talked to him about that poem last holidays.. I'm sure he'll soon be found out for the fraud he is .

Very reassured by my score in the FB memory test Mrs S - despite the fact that I forget all sorts of things daily, apparently I have a brilliant memory.

Just back from Gatwick, having dropped DH off for a weekend trip to Ireland. It is a 70th party for an aunt, but kids weren't invited, DM (usual weekend-sitter) is on holiday, so DH has gone alone. It won't be all bad for him, seeing as it's Paddy's weekend.

This means I have a thankless weekend of ferrying DS about - party this evening (and I could so murder a after a vair busy week at work ) , DofE Training Hike tomorrow morning, then a football match on Sunday. I have managed to swerve the touchline for almost the entire season, but there's no escape this weekend; I'm just hoping it won't be too cold or wet and there's somewhere to buy a cup of tea and a Mars Bar

Friend and offspring have now left. DS was something of a brat, saying stuff like 'it's my house and I'll do what I like', and refusing to say goodbye nicely. I hope they return.

New Friend was very forthcoming, perhaps too forthcoming, about various family problems: mental breakdown in parent, her own anger issues, abusive childhood, etc. I'm hoping this is just because she's an open and sharing person, and not because she's a bit of a mad. Usually it's me that does the oversharing.

We tentatively suggested to each other that the two boys share a birthday party, as their birthdays are both in July.

I think Elizabeth Is Missing is just one of those "latest trend" books - chicklit does ishoos. Yawn. It really isn't that good, imo. It's quite interesting, in its depiction of the internal workings of the protagonist's mind. But it's bloody depressing in that her dd just doesn't get it and responds over-emotionally to the (surely well-known?) symptoms of dementia.

CV, have you recovered from your m and s flares trauma?! That thread made me laugh. If you can't rock a flare then there's no hope for the rest of us Crepeys. I'll give them a miss...

Herbs, too much info for a first date. May be a bunny-boiler.

Flares? Are they the same sort that were acceptable in the late 90s?

Ds is Not Well. We were summoned to accompany him home from school as he touched it out all day, but was looking sufficiently crooked for them to worry about him. He has a temperature which is not responding to Calpol.
Dd and I have have a date to go to the local women's day celebrations tomorrow. If she gets up on time. Otherwise I shall go by myself. Ner.

effing phone. "toughed it out"

Oh bum. Ds has requested the company of Brian the Bucket. Boo.

Oh Stropps so sorry.... I think I started this :)

Ds was off three days, but I guess it depends how bad it is. - and I'd probably suggest he doesn't cook you breakfast on Sunday :)

And.. we're off. Yup, BD, I'm obviously completely blaming you.

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