My lovely mother has decided to grace me with her presence this weekend so updates may not be forthcoming until Monday where you can expect a stream of relief flowing from me to my keyboard and through to you guys!
I know that on Saturday she intends to shop for me. This is lovely and I always like getting new things, especially when someone else pays for them. But what it inevitably consists of is me spotting something I LOVE in the first shop we go into and Mother then dragging me into 20 other shops, just in case we find something else. I also have to try every single thing on, even if I know I don't like it "Just in case, just so I can see what it looks like"
The funny thing is, when she buys for herself, she just grabs it off the rail and heads straight to the checkout!
No, I love her to bits, but for some reason it is always stressful when a parent comes to visit. Not only does Gaymosexual Towers have to be tidy, it has to be 'Mother Tidy' a state which far exceeds any other mortals expectations of cleanliness, even that required in a hospital theatre!
Wish me luck people.....and lets hope that I come out of this with as few emotional scars and as many new clothes as possible!