Our mothers eventually met for coffee. It had taken us ages to engineer it, with one always busy, another reluctant to ‘impose’ and only Jane’s mum being keen. The date finally arranged, we parked them with their lattes and left them to it.
Two hours later, we saw them through the window, laughing and smiling. It had worked – these three lonely women could finally enjoy some weekly company. And their daughters could relax a little.
But as we walked in: “Ann drinks too much… Jane doesn’t eat enough… Sal looks too pale…”
And we thought we were now supposed to be looking after them!
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In honour of Mother's Day I thought I'd post this little flash which I originally came up with a few years ago.
Two hours later, we saw them through the window, laughing and smiling. It had worked – these three lonely women could finally enjoy some weekly company. And their daughters could relax a little.
But as we walked in: “Ann drinks too much… Jane doesn’t eat enough… Sal looks too pale…”
And we thought we were now supposed to be looking after them!
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In honour of Mother's Day I thought I'd post this little flash which I originally came up with a few years ago.
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