Oh I know people like that, my sister being one!
Tell her something and she wants chapter and verse and doesn’t hesitate to give a very critical opinion, I tell her practically nothing nowadays.
I could say so much about her children,but can’t be bothered .
I never forget how she tried to get me to give up my boyfriend ,OK, he was a bit controlling but he was 22 and serious I was 16 and daft.
I could have anything I wanted throughout our life together ,( did draw the line at an Irish Wolfhound,but I did get a Setter )let me have my way about almost everything and the children adored his quiet non critical presence .
All he said to my daughter once ,supposed to be at Guides, but had gone to the Youth club ,so not at Guides when he went to walk her home .
All he needed to say was “ Well you have disappointed me ,all we want is your safety ,we need to know where you are,” oh my gosh floods of tears .
Her husband was an egotist and made no bones about the fact that he was annoyed his daughter did better than his son ,and he a Headteacher!
Well Roobarb, she will be stewing in her own juice if she can’t find out things about you,like the cannabis farm in your attic etc.
When possible buy cheaply some men’s clothing from a charity shop and hang them on the line ,next to yours to make it worse! Shocking!
She will draw the wrong conclusion ,so that is when you make a scarecrow and put it facing in her direction .
Eee! I could make trouble in an empty shop!
If she asks ,say “I knew you would be asking “ BUT ,don’t say any more .
Leave it there ,she may get the point .
Oh aren’t some people the very limit !
Well done all of you , and a lucky escape !
I crossed the road to post a card ,it wasn’t really busy ,but there were cars etc coming at me in both directions on both sides of the road at once ,all at the same time together.
Cheerio ,the programme was lovely but not much of the little hamlet where I lived which was on the mine site - which was where we played ,a fantastic playground .
Suffolk punch is having a foal, Adam’s mare.
Proper cheerio now, Viktoria.