Conversations with my Mother
As infrequently as possible, I phone home. This is what happens.
Monday 16 July 2012
That Concert.
Mother: Oh, wasn't it lovely?
Me: What?
Mother: That concert.
Me: What concert?
Mother: That Jubilee one.
Me: That was ages ago....
Mother: I know. I'd taped it.
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