Fruit and Nut Case?

Fruit and Nut Case?

You know you are going to have one of those days……..you get up look in the mirror, realize you look just like your Mum, your red eyes could be used as props in a horror movie and a million new wrinkles have appeared overnight.
Worse still…this is the day you have to twinkle and shine….12 hours of the girls. (Granddaughters)
To spice up my life and theirs I have an excursion planned…..a trip to town and a visit to the zoo.
I have bags packed with enough stuff to cover all eventualities and probably keep a small army going for a month. Or so you would think.
Managed to get their rigid bodies into the double buggy (why is it they always go stiff as a board when you try to fit them in a seat of any kind?)
We had a wonderful day… and no mishaps of any kind….. But … the day is not over yet and I still have to make the return journey on the early afternoon train.
The grizzles of tiredness are beginning to emit from the buggy…which now seems to be listing mysteriously to the right.
The grizzles are now full blown tears
The chocolate bribes are exhausted, along with their Grandma.
Their howling echoes through the empty station and short of joining in with them, desperate measures have to be found.
It was then I spied the chocolate machine…. I grabbed the money I needed and returned my purse to the bowels of the buggy.
Coins rattling down the slot, drawer open, chocolate bar in hand. Drawer shut
Wait! I can’t move.
Look down …..I find that the sleeve of my blouse is trapped in the drawer. Tug desperately but nothing gives.
More money, buy more chocolate and release myself. Easy.
That is when I realize I can’t reach my purse in the buggy and the screams now are ear splittingly shrill.
Stretch even harder…but no… my arms are just 6 inches too short. Attempt to hook a foot around the wheel of the buggy and failed dismally there too. The girls just wailed even louder and the sobbing coming from me was unbearable.
Quick look up the platform…still no one in sight.
Gotta go for it.
Drop bought chocolate and use my free hand to undo all my buttons, wriggle out of the blouse, leave it hanging in the machine, nip over to the buggy baring all up top (not a pretty sight), collect more change, buy more chocolate that now comes with a free blouse .Get dressed, feed chocolate to girls and return home with not one button in the correct buttonhole.
Later, I handed over two adorable sleeping children.
“Any problems Mum?” asks Daughter.
“Oh! None at all” I reply brightly.

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  1. Oh gyps, what an ordeal………..and you do realise you could have been prosecuted for indecent exposure……….now what kind of an example is that to set for your grandchildren…….Tut Tut……..lol xx

  2. Gypsy, can this be true? I baby sat a 5 year old last Saturday who has been known to have tantrums and decide to leave without permission. We got along just fine, but I knew how to behave, LOL and I am still heaving a huge sigh of relief.The sigh of relief is for real.