Sunday Part 2

I thoroughly enjoyed my morning in Kings Norton and have found a lovely but cheap cafe within the St Nicholas' Place (Merchants House and Old Grammar School). I will definitely be going there again because although I admit that I was being a bit greedy only spent £5.50 - pot of tea (enough for 3 cups), hot cornish pasty with salad and strawberries and cream.

This afternoon I headed over to my parents whom I haven't seen since Easter. We had a good chat and mum gave me some new potatoes that she went and dug up for me (I was hoping that the tomatoes would be ready but they weren-t :( ). Dad is becoming more and more frail and apparently now his kidneys are packing up but there is one thing that I am thankful for - he is still here when 3 years ago we were told that he wouldn't live to see the winter. I feel bad for not visiting as mum was telling me that she had had a bad fall in the garden and hurt herself - I told her that she was too old to be skipping along walls. Mind you she did tell me off for not buying a new car especially as I had been offered £2250 for my old Yaris - maybe I will go and see if this offer is still on and go and buy a new one (for the cheaper car tax).

Mum's have a funny way of commenting on your appearance too...I know I have put some weight on (not helped by me not eating half the time or eating too much bread), she asked me today if I was pregnant (I bloomin' well hope not and anyway it would be an immaculate conception - eek), so the time has come for me to go on a proper diet and eat proper food. To help me eat properly mum gave me her George Forman Grill which is massive because dad had talked her into buying a large one when really they needed a small one so it has only been used four times and since then has been gathering dust in the garage.

Mum's garden looks gorgeous - I am really proud of her, hopefully I can earn enough money to employ someone to help her (I know its a third of an acre but its a lot of garden if you're 70). Funny thing is with mum - I haven't told her I am self-employed for fear of her shouting at me, she has this wondeful ability to make me feel as though I am 5 years old! She scares me. One of the first things she said to me today was to tell me about a blue box that is kept in the bedroom that contains 2 wills and 2 lots of funeral arrangements - I jokingly said that I had already decided on the music for hers "Bat out of Hell" by Meatloaf to which she said that she didnt want a funeral and that I must adhere strictly to the instructions given. I find it strange that my mum should have had this organised already, I wouldnt be surprised if she had already paid the undertaker too. Mothers..hey, they're strange creatures.