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In the words of George Michael

04.10.08 | 14 Comments | Filed Under Be afraid, family, funny, kids, men

My emails and internet have been down all day and all night. I went to Rosie’s to post from there and took the wrong password, duh, which is why there’s a weird message at the end of yesterday’s comments, which I will reply to in the morning. (the comments, not the message.)

I am a little bit looney and hormonal today, so I’m having an early night, then I’m going to see my GP tomorrow in an attempt to sort out my head. I’m not sleeping and feel like a crazy lady, but not crazy good, crazy bad.

I just thought I’d share a quick something with you though as it made me smile.

We’re sat at the table eating dinner.

Miss E: “We need to take our ‘Oliver’ script in on Friday mum.”

Me: “Ok babe. We’ll put it in your bag.”

Miss E: “Daisy’s big brother is playing Fagin you know.”

Me: “Ahh that’s brill. He’ll be really good.”

Mr B: (In a very weird kind of Eastern European accent) “Darling Oliver”

I look at Miss E.

We both look at Mr B.

I raise an eyebrow.

Mr B bows his head and begins to giggle. A very manly giggle, but never the less, a giggle.

Mr B: “Sorry. That was a bit Zsa Zsa Gabor.”

Me: “Yep.”

Mr B: “Move over Daisy’s brother, I’m your man.”

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