The 14th of February
February 14, 2012. No comments.
is my mothers birthday.
So as a teenager I would hear a flock of cards land on the hall mat in the morning and rush downstairs – only to find that not a single one was from the boy I fancied at school.
They were all for HER.
Of course the other side of the coin is that as an adult I have often missed my mothers special day due to being been whisked away by one of my many admirers on romantic mini-breaks
Anyway, this year I have told mother that if I am not there in time for tea and cake, it is because I literally cannot get out of the house due to the pile of cardboard cluttering up my hallway.
She was very understanding.
But she did say not to bother with anyone who sends a cheap card.