Dear Rachel,
This morning I received three texts from you one after the other. Texts containing words like;
Can I, holiday, Turkey, friends mother, tickets, €500,
Maths course, Trinity College, €40,
Theatre, Romeo & Juliette, school, class, €30.
I'm afraid that important decisions like those cannot be made by 'Psychos in need of Counseling' like me. You know the new rule. Ask your Father.
Love Mum
P.S. Your bedroom looks fantastic & sorry about the pile of clothes on the floor. They all fell out when I opened the wardrobe.
1 comment:
My God. It's just occurred to me how different my relationship with my parents would have been if there'd been texting when Iwas a teenager!
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