3 February, 1995. Tell me something Sis, Would you be upset or uncomfortable if your progeny turned out to be more intelligent than you? Or would you be pleased that you could squeeze out something of such high quality? What if it was more intelligent only in certain fields, not in others? How about if it completely outshone you in all respects? Would you feel … Continue reading Sis, I have a few questions about your impending Motherhood.
J Diary Entries Tue 20 Dec 1994 – Mum came into work to see me before she flies to Queensland. She’s full of guilt for leaving me alone, which is sweet. She bought me some great presents, one of those 30 Magic Eye poster books, where you have to send yourself cross-eyed before you can make it out. Spent the whole bloody day figuring out … Continue reading Clothes shopping with Mum urrggh!
I found these notes by my mother amongst my correspondence. When visiting me in the UK in 1994, Mum and I drove a beat up old Corolla from Hertfordshire through France and back – Mum kept notes on each days travel, speedometer etc. This is one of her many “lists” – things she liked about France. As our family’s story progresses you’ll understand why lists were so important … Continue reading 1 to 16 May 1994 – French Road Trip with Mum
Thursday, 24 March 1994 Dear S, The Day of Reckoning is at hand, this day is filled with strange portents. The cock did crow at midnight blackest, the cow’s teats did issue forth Grants Scotch Whiskey (we’re keeping that cow) and the sky did crack open and wobblesome jelly desserts poured forth on the innocent street dwellers. This night I do split with Leah. Am … Continue reading They say that time heals all wounds. Except amputation, I suspect.
Tues, 15 Feb 1994 Dear S and Jack Have been meaning to write this for ages. Before I forget – Amanda Potter is engaged to an Argentinian – getting married in 1995, her sister Courtney got married last week. Tyler Hunt gets married and will be in UK in May. His father asked for your phone number. Doubt he’ll call. Did I tell you about … Continue reading Your brother is wasted and your Father’s Whore is a sour puss with a large double chin.