Friday, July 13, 2007

Dropping myself in it...

Last week when I dropped eldest daughter off at Leeds/Bradford Airport en route to Ibiza, the last thing I shouted out of the car window before I sped off to beat the short stay car park barrier to the end of its free grace period (you get about 20 seconds in which to drop off and/or collect, then its £2.10), the last thing I shouted was "ring me when you arrive back and I'll pick you up".

Looking at them in the rear view mirror as I sped away I thought that they looked a little relieved, if not totally delerious with happiness at a problem solved, bless them, they're only 18, they don't know what problems are yet.

She rang me this evening to remind me that they are flying home tonight, which came as some suprise as I thought they were coming home saturday evening, no she said, the cheap flight was tonight, ok no problem I said, I'll pick you up at the airport, ring me when you're stood outside and I'll set off...

..."what time will it be" I asked

"3.15am" she replied.

Me and my big mouth.

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