MUM

The last person I spoke to last night was my mum. I was telling her about something a bit awkward that happened recently and the reason why it happened and she CRACKED ME UP when she stared singing "HE'S A WANKER HE'S A WANKER HE'S A WANKER".



She was really pleased with herself - she said "I'm just like you - I'm in my pyjamas until 2pm! But maybe it's genetic cause my father stood there in his pyjamas and dressing gown all day if he really got into his architectural drawings..."

When I woke up this morning I called Mutts again. I asked her why we never got on when I was growing up. She said that I was quite distant, and I found her exactly the same. She also said that I used to really push her buttons by climbing up on to the fridge and refusing to get off. Neither of us could remember why I did that. Anyway now Mum and I get on really well. I guess I didn't get her until the last couple of years.

xx Lektrogirl