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A Near Miss and a Surprise Hit


Poor DiL’s been in the wars since leaving us last week. He was pootling around on his allotment on Monday when he decided to lift a piece of old carpet, inadvertently disturbing a wasp nest. In the mayhem that ensued DiL was stung repeatedly on the head and face. No one else was about, but somehow DiL managed to grab a garden hose and turn it on himself until the wasps had had enough. He then drove himself the short distance home where a horrified MiL, who doesn’t drive, summoned a friend and got him off to hospital. Fortunately DiL’s not allergic to wasp stings and various pills and potions have patched him up, but it’s one of those incidents that has shaken us up too and made us appreciate – even when their undercrackers turn up in unexpected places – how very precious our loved ones are.

Ma’s been having an exciting time too, although her experiences have been rather more positive than DiL’s. My brother-in-law whisked my sister off to Venice for a long weekend to celebrate their silver wedding anniversary (well done, you two!) leaving my nieces, aged 10 & 12, with Ma. Not being close enough to pop in, I started ringing every day to make sure they were all coping. Well, I don’t know about my nieces, but Ma’s had a lovely time, with Izzy (12) getting her on the internet, showing her how to book cinema tickets, telling her where the best seats are and persuading her to buy a Chinese takeaway on the way home.
‘What did you see? Toy Story 3?’ I ask Izzy.
‘No, KitKat (my nickname),’ she says with contempt. ‘That’s for little kids. We saw The Karate Kid.
‘And very good it was too,’ says Ma, in the background.
Hmm, if my mother turns in to a junk food, junk film addict I shall know who to blame.

Painting is 'Sunset - Bardsey' by Tom Tomos

Comments

Flowerpot said…
Nothing like a 12 year old to bring some sense to life. Love from another KitKat!
Chris Stovell said…
Fp, they never stop coming, those strange likenesses, do they?!
Pondside said…
Your ma is a good sport!....we should all be so open to new ideas at that age.
Jane Lovering said…
Well, I liked Toy Story 3! It's not just for kids, so there, nyuurrr!

Ahem.
Sally Townsend said…
That is the most horrifying experience being set upon by a wasps nest, know what you mean about treasuring your nearest and dearest too. xx
Oh poor DiL and thank heavens he's not allergic to wasps. I am, unfortunately, damn things.

I love the way teens seem to know everything and can teach us so much. My daughter is constantly amazed at how little I understand when it comes to mobile phones etc.
Fennie said…
Well that's quick thinking to turn a hosepipe on himself. Hope he has recovered now. As for Toy Story - I don't think my heart strings would stand it. But you mum might like it.
Wonder if Disney would make a film about wasps.
Poor DIL - I cannot think of anything more horrific - I have massive fear of wasps and all things buzzy around my head.

Well, as for Toy Story - I've heard it's fab and eldest (17) is desperate to see it!

xx
Posie said…
Ho awful, poor Dil. Our dog once dug up a wasps nest and she suffered horrendously..I do hope Dil is getting over the awful experience.
Milla said…
I do love a silver surfer! Yowch to the wasp and, yes, horrible the implications, and the having to drive. Life's great ... until it goes wrong.
Leigh Russell said…
Sounds like your mother's been having a great time. As for those wasps... makes me cringe just reading about it. Thank you for your kind comments on Helen Hunt's blog about my exciting news.

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