We laid in late this morning even Mavis ,which is unusual for her. It was overcast and drizzly. So no rush to go out yet. Come about lunch time she said I’ve got to see my friend in Canterbury. She will be in the camping Park. Ok I said. We took louis for his walk had a bit of lunch and not much else. Then around 3 it was Ok we should be going now . Rush rush rush and off we go. Where to first I ask M & S Food store for stuff to put in the van. On the way to the park I said whats the name of your friend .Oh I dont know the Sir name but they have a tag axle Autotrail. Do you have a phone number for them. NO I didn’t bring it she said. Great Its going to look stupid in Reception when I say Oh hello I am visiting a friend but I dont know their name but they have a big van. Oh shut up she said don’t make a fuss I know what I am doing. Yea .been down this road already this week when we spent 2 hours in the car park waiting for another friend that she forgot the phone number of. But soon we parked in the Park, we walked all round looking for a tag axle Autotrail. Nope not here. We approached reception and she looked imploringly at me to go and ask. Sorry its your friend so In she went Oh hello I am looking for a friend. I dont know their name but they have a************** etc etc. Sorry but we can’t give out that sort of information she said. Data Protection bla bla bla. So we left to come home on the 30 mile round trip .That was strange she said, No not really I said nothing more than I expected. Silence….
Later after we got in and she went on the net she said Oh sorry it wasnt an autotrail. They were still on the park but I missed them. Ok fine I said. maybe next time we go hunting friends in strange places she might just get a few details to take with us??.
But I can’t help loving her. She tries hard. She says Oh its my chemo brain. When its me I say its bloody old age. Weve had dinner now .Ive done the washing up and put it away(My favourite Job) I ve left her in front of the Telly resting her eyes. Bless!
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