Ummm... was referring to the scary prospect of you actually turning out to be my mother...

only recently, after trying for ten years, have i even got my mother on the back seat. and that was only for a blanket run (average speed about 4kph). had the intercoms hooked up so we could "chat", but all that achieved was allowing me to hear every gasp as we rounded corners at a deathdefying 3kph

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In my excitement, iold her i was buying some hot pipes & after painstakingly explaining what that meant, she asked with undisguised horror, "that's not going to make it even
louder is it?". i think i finally got my point across

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btw, finally made it to bed a bit after 5am. Was supposed to start work at 12:30, but they rang around 10 (waking me up...) & asked me to change to night duty for the next three nights... blessing in disguise me thinks!