The other day I received a phone call which said Private Number. Usually these calls are from the hospital, or the doctor, so I answered it cautiously. A male voice said, “Is that Mrs B?”
“Who’s calling?” I said, rather tentatively.
It turned out to be the marine repair people - we’d taken the outboard in to be fixed and Mr B can never remember his number, so we gave mine instead. So that solved that mystery.
Then last night I rang my mum and she said, “I had the most vivid dream last night. You danced in saying you were getting married to Roger Federer!”
She told her carer in the morning, adding, “I’m not sure about the age gap” (over 20 years). Her carer laughed and pointed out, “to say nothing of the fact that he has a wife and four children.”
Mr B groaned when I told him. “I’ve got enough competition,” he said, “without adding Roger bloody Federer. I think I’d better have a word with your mum.”
So watch out Mum. Expect an irate call from Mr B asking if you can dream about slightly less high profile men in future where your daughter’s concerned.
“I’m not doing too badly,” I said cheerfully. “I was married to you yesterday, now I’m about to be married to Roger Federer. Who next?”
Mr B turned even paler (it wasn’t helping his hangover, nor the fact that I was about to put him on the train for a week’s absence). “I don’t think I’ll go away ever again,” he muttered. “I don’t know what’s going to happen by the time I get back.”
Though something tells me he doesn’t have to worry too much about Roger turning up on my doorstep. Not in the next week, anyway……
And on another note - I'm giving two talks at the Penzance Literary Festival. One tomorrow, Thursday 17th from 4-5pm at Penlee Coach House, on Sailing around Cornwall, and another on Sunday from 230 - 330 on getting published by an independent publisher. Come along if you can or keep your fingers crossed if you can't!
14 comments:
Yes, don't know what his wife and children would have to say but if you were married to him, you could sail away forever and a day!
My heart goes out to Mr B! Good luck with your talks, love Sally x x
Distance, unfortunately, stops me attending either of what I'm sure will be very entertaining talks... but if your marriage to Mr Federer comes off, I'm digging out one of my wedding fascinators and rocking up to watch!x
DC - er - I don't know that he's into sailing actually!!
Chris - well I shouldn't hold your breath!!
Sally - thanks on both counts! We must have that lunch soon xx
That is so funny. Especially “I’ve got enough competition,” he said, “without adding Roger bloody Federer.
Sadly, I won't manage to either of your talks, Sue, being hundreds of miles away in Yorkshire, so I will have to cross my fingers that all goes well instead (not that I think you will need it). xx
Rena - thanks I'm sorry you can't come though! x
Jennifer - try telling that to Mr B! Though I think he knows he's safe really......
Your mother certainly haad s good taste in men, Roger F certainly ia an attractive man1 I like your pics of Mullion cove looks so pretty when the sun shines.
We had a dreadful holiday there, many years ago with a moody teenager in tow, it rained for a week we had grotty accommodation too! travelled home a day early.
Shame that the memory sticks!
On a brighter note, we have had lovely holidays since, in Cornwall but not Mullion !
have a good weekend and hopefully, enjoy some more sailing
love di.x
Hope the literary festival is good for you. I know you'll enjoy it.
Poor Mr B! LOL
Kim - the first talk went very well thanks even if a small but very appreciative audience! Mr B is angling for a lot of reassurance methinks!! x
Your Mum has some great dreams!
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