Sunday, 3 April 2011

Being Mum


Mothering Sunday.

Usually, there is the amusement of waiting for the inevitable text/email/telephone call of horror and abject apology from the Lovely Son, generally late in the day, as he realises that once again he has forgotten. My neighbour would say in outrage "How many mothers does he have?" but it always made me laugh; I have deep sympathy for anyone whose memory lets them down at inopportune moments, a dislike for the commercialisation of such days, an awareness of his erratic working hours, and I know that the Lovely Son loves his mum regardless of what day it is.

But the Lovely Son came to stay for the weekend, although he had to catch an early train back to London this morning.

He spent the weekend bathed in dog-breathy adoration.


We shopped, we whizzed round the house preparing for a viewing yesterday (silly girl who didn't read the spec, and therefore didn't realise the house wasn't big enough for her and three others) and he supported me in the sad and long-delayed task of emptying the shed on the allotment, prior to giving up the plot. We walked, and talked, and talked some more.

He was repeatedly sat on and washed.


He went off this morning carrying still-warm cheese scones, as well as other nice things to eat, and left flowers, a card (with an intensely loving message containing the word 'selfless'- oh, sob, sniff! and how I wish that were really true!), and two moping dogs.



He sent his usual complaining text from the train (running late, someone smelly and barefooted sitting next to him - later, when he reaches Darlington, there will be complaints about mobile phones, screaming kids, shouty people, inexplicable waits in fields, and interminable loudspeaker announcements). I wish I'd had the forethought to copy and keep his often-hilarious train texts over the years; they would have made a delightful compilation of how much suffering accompanies modern rail travel. The Lovely Son likes to share his suffering with me, and he makes me laugh.

I shall miss him too.

Back to the quiet life now, without such regular meals, so much tidying up, so many unfinished cups of tea, so many dishes to wash. We're planning for me to see him in London at the end of the month. Apparently I must meet Someone....

16 comments:

judy in ky said...

He is indeed a Lovely Son; what a nice weekend. It looks like the dogs loved it too. Are you taking the same train to London? Can't wait to hear your own views about it. London, meeting Someone; it sounds exciting.

flwrjane said...

That's a lovely tale and tails. except now there's no more wagging cause Ls is gone.

Bet a walk will perk all up and then special presents will be delivered to you too.

Happy Mothering Day. You are a lovely one yourself.

xo jane

xo

mountainear said...

Awww, wail - now I'm missing my lovely sons too. I do count myself lucky that they will all phone or email....or something.

And a Someone. Sounds tantalising.

frayedattheedge said...

Aren't we lucky to have such wonderful sons! I got Kath Kidston gardening gloves (much too pretty to use) and a very cheeky card! Looking forward to seeing you (and the menagerie) on Thursday!

Diane said...

Ah - that sounds like a perfect weekend - you do realise that you have a lovely son because you must be a lovely mum.....

Ann said...

What a handsome and good son he is...and the photos are very precious...thanks and a happy day to you.

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

Ah , the Someone moment ! I hope you're as lucky as we've been . My children are happy and have chosen lovely partners , so then we're all happy .
And , without making it all sound too Walton-ish , I'm sure LS has done the same . Someone will be very fortunate ......

the veg artist said...

Just what you need - a trip to London, and meeting Someone!!! Plan some nice treats for yourself while you're there - you deserve it.

Susan said...

so sweet ... wanting Mum to meet someone. I have often wished for a lovely son of my own but I'll settle for my handsome (tres handy Prince) a pride of cats and a small pack of dogs. Happy Mothering Day! xoxo les Gang

Sue said...

What a lovely post. Sons are lovely aren't they? Flossie looks so shiny, she's obviously back to full strength.

lovethosecupcakes said...

Ooh, lots to look forward to. A trip to London, more time with the LS and the Someone/Mummy meeting.

Pam said...

Lovely post with a tantalizing ending! So happy you had a beautiful Mothering Sunday.

Mary ,East Coventry USA said...

Your son is indeed a Lovely Son- those doggie pals know it very well. Glad to see Flossie looking so well- and dear little dog looks good too.

Preseli Mags said...

What a Lovely Son (and I hope the Someone is lovely too - how intriguing.) At least he won't need to wash for a while now, thanks to Flossie's attentions!

mise said...

What a fine weekend visit. He is clearly indeed a Lovely Son to your Lovely Mother self.

Deleilan said...

Obviously, the Lovely Son takes after his Lovely Mum! (Here's hoping that Someone likes dogs, too...)

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