Let me write about the wedding whilst I’m in the mood. The invite came over the phone with one proviso ‘WE DON’T WANT YOUR SISTER TO COME’. Yep that’s how it was. As always I didn’t know what to do for the best. My sister was always aloof but a…
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Dad on the answering machine
So I return to my home one day and see that my dad has called. He’s left a message on the answering machine. As always he sounds exasperated. As if I’m never in or I don’t call him straight back, which is not the case. Straight away I feel small…