I mentioned a couple of posts ago how women who have landed a man tend to turn their brains off rather. Splendid example today. Iron Buddha and I were planning to go down to London in midweek, me to see various friends, sons, etc., she to meet up with a lot of Chinese people to celebrate Chinese New Year. Chinese New Year being on the 7th, she told me they'd be meeting up on the evening before. So I arranged we'd go down on the 5th.
On Thursday evening she told me, without warning, that the get-together was in fact on Sunday 3rd, so could we go down on Saturday (today) instead? (That is how good the Chinese are at forward planning. World War III will be a piece of piss.) No, I said, I've got to see my lawyer on Monday about this damned financial dispute with Queen Bitch. So, I told her, I'll get you a train ticket to London, and come myself a few days later. I had to do some fancy footwork in making arrangements with the friend we'd be staying with, but all was done and dusted.
This morning we got up and she spent hours fannying about with various articles of clothing. After a long period of time waiting at the front door fully clothed to take her to the station, she finally emerged. Once we were in the car on the way to the station, she asked: "I haven't got my passport. Does that matter?" I mentioned that it wasn't a bad idea to have some sort of ID, but it wasn't life or death. "Have you got all the details I wrote down for you about how to get to our friend's place, and the mobile number of the guy you have to get the keys off?" "No," she said, wide-eyed. "Well, how the hell do you expect to get there, then?" I promised to write down the directions for her again from memory, and call her later to give her the mobile number. We got to the station and I did all this. Then "I've forgotten my wallet and don't have any money or credit card!" Fortunately we had fifteen minutes, just enough for me to run to the bank and get some cash out.
My younger son has learning difficulties, but has been travelling on his own since age 13. He wouldn't have left the house without papers, money or clear instructions on where to go. And it's not as if she's had a pampered upbringing. This is a lass who was working construction sites at age 11 because she bloody well had to, and was single and making her own way in the world for 10 years until I came along. Since she's been here she's done fuck all except cause trouble. If I didn't love the silly woman I don't know what would happen.
Saturday, 2 February 2008
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