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The Cup Diaries: entry 1Posted on Thu 6 March 2008 at 05:33Many years ago, about twelve to be precise, my middle son Mark got a ‘Dennis the Menace’ cup with an Easter egg in it (for Easter, funny enough!). He treasured that cup and hated letting anyone else drink out of it. So of course, it had to be done. I used to take immense pleasure in using it because it would really wind him up. “Mam, dinna use my cup’ “Mam, pit that doon the sink’ or just a growled ‘MAAAAMMMMmmm – dinna!’ Endless hours of fun. He kept it for years. Once he started working, I was even known to phone him up at work to let him know I was using it. I once made the mistake of going on about how the stuff in the airing cupboard had to be folded perfectly: all the towels folded a certain way; all neat edges; all tidy piles; all arranged meticulously. I went in there one day after using his cup and found everything in a heap – he had revenge at last. But I never told him how annoying it was, just ignored it and it never happened again. When I last went to Scotland, it had to be done yet again: out came Dennis the Menace from the back of his cupboard where he had lovingly stored it as it is past it’s best now. And he had to rise to the bait, just couldn’t help himself. WELL, when Shane arrived – there was Dennis the Menace in his suitcase as requested. Mark was less than impressed when I phoned him up to tell him….and he’s 22 now!! “Maaaaaaaaaam – send it back now’ was the gist of it. He sent Shane a rather crude text berating him for his complicity also, This is the beginning of the Cup Diaries – Dennis is sick of being shut in the cupboard and has come to visit. So, let’s kick off with Dennis bowling!! Cheers Mark!!
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