Monday, October 12, 2009

Never mind, things could be worse.

For some reason I'm feeling nostalgic this evening. I've had a mixed couple of weeks, with worries about both Son and Daughter, and I've been looking back "in my mind's eye" to the days when, whatever was wrong, we would sort it out and settle down for a cosy evening cuddled up on the sofa at home. Ah, those were the days...

What's been happening? Well, Daughter seems to be continuing on her path towards a Wedding, if not a marriage. It seems to me that "Planning a Wedding" is about the day, the dress and the party, while a marriage is about a future life together. I'm far from convinced that the future even comes into it for her - I think it's all about the fantasy and fluff of getting married. Anyway, there has also been a new addition to their household - a very large dragon or something similar. I walked, all unsuspecting, into their sitting room, to be confronted by a huge black cabinet with a glass front, inside which was a large gecko, I screamed and jumped backwards. Its tank hissed. It has light, heat and water, and what look like live crickets, obviously as food for the monster. I beat a hasty retreat to collect Grandson from school and refused to go back in again. I told Daughter that I thought she had completely lost it, and she told me that I was being negative. I guess it's the ultimate chav accessory. It goes perfectly with the boyfriend's dreadful chav haircuts, the non-stop video gaming and the obssession with his car. Perhaps this sounds amusing, but when I think that this is the "Daddy" influence on my Grandson, along with his unswerving avoidance of anything remotely intellectual, it makes me feel both angry and helpless. Just for a change...

Son, on the other hand, has a lovely girlfriend who is both intelligent and sensitive. They have been getting on very well and she has been staying with him for a while since she had problems with her boss and her last flat. This seemed to be working out well until hiccoughs appeared in the shape of Son's flatmate (they bought the flat together), who objected to her continuing presence. Poor old Son, just as he had settled into a home for the first time (not a rental) and was feeling secure, along comes trouble. I can't imagine how the Girlfriend managed to upset the flatmate, since she has clearly improved the place and has also made Son pretty happy. Apparently though, he had become used to having the place to himself (not that that was part of the deal). He is also an avid computer "gamer", so I suppose that having a happy young couple coming home in the evenings pissed him off. Well I can tell you, his response has also pissed me off. Not to mention Son, who has found another flat for the Girlfriend and is seriously contemplating moving out himself. Now does that sound fair to you?

So, you can see why I'm feeling nostalgic. Give me the good old days when I could put on a plaster, or kiss it better, or just send the troublemaker home after tea....

Oh, and another thing that's really upset me is the news that the lovely Terry Wogan is deserting me. I don't quite know what to do about this - he has been my support and stay for more than 30 years. Of course he is now 71, and is probably fed up with getting up at some ungodly hour in the mornings. I do understand, but I just don't know what I'm going to do.
And if the BBC seriously thinks I'm going to listen to that w***** Chris Evans instead, they've made a big mistake. Oh what the hell, just call me Grumpy.

9 comments:

Maggie May said...

Oh dear, it seems as though your world is falling apart right now and Wogan is also abandoning you! You will have to change channels & find another radio station. In the day time I like our local radio and at night I listen to Five Live and/or Radio Four!

As for our children's partners...... least said the better. (I am still smarting!)

Nuts in May

menopausaloldbag (MOB) said...

Aye there is little you can do about grown children and their partners. All you can offer is to be there if the wheels come off. As for TW going! maybe one day he'll get fed up with the retirement and start broadcasting from home again!

Time to take up yopa perhaps!

menopausaloldbag (MOB) said...

I meant yoga!

Bluestocking Mum said...

I totally agree about Chris Evans!

Agree with above - Yoga is good option - I love it. Good for the mind too.

warm wishes

Crystal Jigsaw said...

Spot of jealousy on your son's flatmate's part do you think? Son moving his attention to new girlfriend, potentially moving on with life and possibly into new accomodation with her....

I agree about the wedding thing - it does seem to be more focused on the big day and expensive frock these days. Not for all of course, but definitely for many. One person I know in particular spent an arm and a leg on her wedding, posh church, posh frock, posh venue, posh food and posh guests. Lovely wedding but very lavish. Five years on she's divorced.

CJ xx

Reasons said...

I really sympathise. I see it all on the horizon for us too. I will also miss Terry - I can't actually remember not turning on the radio to him in the morning. We'd better give Chris a chance though, he may be OK....?

Working Mum said...

So things don't get better when they get older then? And I'm having the opposite problem at the moment - parent trouble!

As for Terry, I'm distrought! (that spelling doesn't look right, but I'm too tired to go and get a dictionary) I love Terry as I drive to work, but I also like Chris Evans. What I don't like is that I won't have a fun presenter for drivetime anymore. I'll be switching off at 5pm like I did when it was depressing Johnny Walker!

Expat mum said...

Blimey - I don't think I've heard you this cranky before! Hope things get better. Not a lot of hope with the Beeb though!

A Mother's Place is in the Wrong said...

Dear Maggie, so sorry to be so long in replying to your comments. I guess I was just in a grumpy place - feeling rather low too. And I do know that we can't choose our childrens' partners, it just makes me feel so helpless! M xx

Hi MOB, lovely to hear from you and apologies to you too for the delay in replying. I was just being a grumpy old fart (for a change). It would be lovely if Wogan did come back, but I guess he's earned a rest. M xx

Hi Bluestocking Mum, how nice of you to drop by and comment - and I must apologise to you too for this tardy reply.. it's not like me! I must say I really don't like Chris Evans, and have only tried yoga once - somehow it just didn't "click" for me. M xx

Dear Crystal, your comments are as spot-0n as always. I had wondered if there was a bit of the green-eye there, especially as the flat-mate is actually gay and not in a relationship himself!!
As for the wedding - the thought of that scenario makes me feel both sad and angry. I just want her to make a success of her life.
M xx

Hi Reasons - and many apologies to you too = I've been very remiss with my replies. I just can't imagine life without Wogan - he has been with me through thick and thin! I hope you're a while off traumas with children and partners - it's never easy. M xx

Hi Working Mum - sorry to you too - I sometimes think I don't deserve all you lovely friends. It's never easy with either children or parents I think. I have friends who are having problems at both ends at once! God help us! And as for losing Wogan, it's a real body blow. M xx

Hi Expatmum, oh dear, I'm really sorry - not only am I a grumpy old sod, but I'm a terrible correspondent too! I'm not usually this grumpy, as I hope you know! Here's to better things. Soon! M xx