Yesterday was my mother’s 60th birthday and so we had a day out mooching around shops, desperately trying to buy her something for her birthday. I think most mothers are born with the “Don’t Buy Me Anything” gene and so it was particularly difficult buying her a present. Luckily, beforehand we had bought a big bunch of expensive flowers and an engraved crystal glass to mark the occasion. While I was out, I realised that all my quirkiness, weird worldview and dark humour comes directly from my mother. It was like have a mini-me walking around with me. While in Marks and Spencer, my mother said something so “me” that I actually laughed so much I cried. Anyway, we ended the day at the pub for a pint and some grub. In terms of close famliy, there’s only myself and The Missus around for my mum, so it wasn’t worth putting on a party. I just hope she enjoyed herself. She grumbled and complained and moaned a lot, so that was a good indication she was having a good time. (I normally do the same thing).
While I was out I managed to buy “Robert Wyatt & Friends – Live at Drury Lane” CD. Going to be playing this today.
As things are looknig financially gloomy at Chez Lock, I have some DVDs for sale on eBay. Please bid generously:
http://search.ebay.co.uk/_W0QQsassZvrooomuk

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