Short paragraph …trying not to use screens on account of my amazing new bionic eye…more of that in due course.

 

For now, a story, that has made me laugh and laugh.

 

My long suffering family have been kind enough to ignore my myopic text messages and pretend it is predictive being predictive.

However, during the week, I had to explain by text, a bit of a saga about water leaks, and I hasten to add, avoided the obvious bladder – leak innuendo.

So my text read: ‘  I had to tell them to check the stopcock‘

My hilarious daughter 2, texted back: ‘mums you are very funny‘

This evening when we spoke…she said she showed my text to her friends and they all had a good laugh. Fancy writing stop cock…what word were you trying to type?

‘But‘ said I ‘that is not rude. It’s how to turn the mains water on or off’ …

She really really did not know that . Neither seemingly did her friends.

Useless mother am I that I never taught her the rudiments of plumbing.

The analogies with bladder are just too close, betcha there is some urological device which correlates…let’s ask Jerome….I will plan the blog in my brain and must for now stop typing and laughing .

PS bionic eye is ok and a story for another time.

 

 

 

 

Message Just in from my very lovely friend in Bucks…