ROMANTIC BONES
Mum hasn’t got a romantic bone in her
body.
I asked her once, “You must have
fallen in love with Dad?” but she soon shattered that illusion. “I got pregnant
with you.”
Her garden is full of vegetables –
she loathes flowers. “Dead in days and drop mess everywhere.”
She said the same when I wanted a
puppy – except for the dead part, of course.
In a last-ditch attempt to ignite her
romantic spark I took her to the famous Exhibition Hall.
She stared at the magnificent
roof and said, “I wouldn’t fancy having to clean that.”
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I think of myself as a romantic, but I have a strong streak of practicality which asks, 'How would one clean that roof?' Possibly by employing my grandson Joe, an abseiler who tackles jobs just like that. At the moment he is in Sydney, working at their famous cricket ground - my husband is green with envy.
Thanks to Roger Bultot for this week's photo and to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers on her blog https://rochellewisoff.com/
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I don't fancy cleaning it either – and I'm very romantic!
ReplyDeleteGlad it's not just me, Patsy!
ReplyDeleteIt's a fair point - the window cleaners must hate it!
ReplyDeleteThey can't do it very often, can they?
DeleteOh, what a sad life Mum must have had.
ReplyDeleteNever simply stood and stared - very sad.
DeleteGreat last line, Lizy
ReplyDeleteThanks Neil.
DeleteHa ha - she's too prosaic for her own good! Nicely done, Lizy.
ReplyDeleteSusan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
Haha :-) It was worth a try but Mum's never going to change!
ReplyDeleteNo, I don't think she is!
DeleteShe will have to accept that is just the way Mum is.
ReplyDeleteNo she is not romantic. She is engrossed in her own world. Nice take on the prompt.
ReplyDeleteThanks Abhijit
Deletejust telling it like it is, i guess. :)
ReplyDeleteIn her limited view, yes.
DeleteGood grief! Such an unpleasant woman. I've know a few just like her and make a point to make them smile. Of course, they're not my mom.
ReplyDeleteNot so much unpleasant as totally lacking in imagination. I feel sorry for her.
DeleteGreat take.
ReplyDeleteThanks Lisa.
DeleteSome people are just like that, aren't they? No matter how much you can enthuse about something, they just feel the need to throw a wet rag on it.
ReplyDeleteShe could at least have made an effort for her daughter's sake.
DeleteThis made me laugh. I love flowers--Terry says they just die and mess up the house. I love beautiful music playing.. He says it's distracting. There's a long list. Amazingly, we've rubbed along quite happily, each accommodating the other, for going on 50 years :)
ReplyDeleteWell done you two!
DeleteA very practical mind... but maybe she enjoys cooking those vegetables she grows to something savory
ReplyDeleteMaybe she does, but flowwrs on the table are nice too!
DeleteI appreciate her mother's practical side and her daughter's desire to see the romantic side. We're all different. The mother sounds like a hoot. =)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you like her!
DeleteDear Liz,
ReplyDeleteI'd say Mum is practical to the bone. The last line made me laugh out loud. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle-Come-Lately
Thanks, Rochelle-in-the-Hat!
DeleteNow we all seem to be virtually looking up for dust! lol
ReplyDeleteIt would take more than a duster to clean that!
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