I was in a funny anti-social mood this weekend, and that was unfortunate as we were visiting the in-laws. Still, it probably just confirmed their opinion of me.
The weekend started badly on Friday night with a church meeting about finance. The trouble with church meetings is that they're full of Christians. I was so angry I couldn't trust myself to speak.
But we had good news today: Younger Son has got a job for the next three months ... in Ibiza. I was so pleased that he'd been successful that I haven't yet started to worry about the fact that he's going to be spending three months in Ibiza, drink and drug party centre of the Mediterranean.
We - YS, Husband and I - were sitting outside eating lunch, talking about this, when I nudged Husband and said, 'You ought to talk to your son.'
'About what?'
'You know, condoms.'
Husband and YS burst out laughing.
4 comments:
"The trouble with church meetings is that they're full of Christians." I love it.
Three months in Ibiza eh? What a den of vice and iniquity. Perhaps you should appoint a chaperone to keep him on the straight and narrow?
Are you volunteering, nick?!
"The trouble with church meetings is that they're full of Christians"
Hahahaha! I love it too. Perfect. It's like the trouble with France being that it's full of French people (that's from my son, by the way).
Your son will be fine. You've brought him up with your values, now you must trust him. It comes to us all, my dear. ;)
What how to use them to smuggle drugs? I'm not helping here am I... ;-)
If your son is anything like the man I believe he is given what I read about you, your family etc... he'll be fine. Debauchery is optional wherever you are.
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