Following a happy results day yesterday, both twins had scheduled a hectic evening culminating in a foam party at the local nightclub.
This left me quietly at home trying to turn out my cupboards and generally get organised for when I start my PGCE course in September, now scarily close. In the bathroom cabinet I discovered an elderly pack of alka seltzer. It contained two sachets which proclaimed themselves to be good for “head-ache with upset stomach”.
“Out of date, or not,” I thought to myself, “These could come in handy tomorrow morning.”
Over breakfast, I asked Perran whether he’d like some of this effervescent pick-me-up. I could see him weighing up whether it would do his head less damage to nod or to simply say “Yes”.
Carenza, on the other hand, was not here at all: she had stayed over at her friend Lauren’s, and later called to ask me to pick her up.
“Okay, but if I come for you in the car, you’ll have to practise your manoeuvres.”
Which was how I came to be sitting in the passenger seat this morning while Carenza made three point turns in the road wearing a pair of Lauren’s pyjamas and some gold sparkly shoes.
“You don’t look as if you’ll need the alka seltzer this morning.”
“Nope. Lauren and I didn’t stay too late because the foam smelled of wee.”
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