Sue’s World

20/10/2008

Grumpy Old Man

Filed under: Child Quotes,My World — Sue @ 5:38 pm

It was Mavis’s 9th birthday last week and much to our delight she decided that instead of a party she would like to take a friend to see The Sound Of Music on stage at the London Palladium.

Whizz was away in Minnesota so it fell to me to get us there and back taking in a trip to Hamleys in between. I was a little nervous as I don’t really know my way around London but I had Horace with me for moral support and it is quite a simple trip so we arrived safely and with plenty of time to spare.

The day proceeded to plan and it wasn’t until the return journey that Mavis and her friend Puddy began to get a bit restless. The carriage was sparsely occupied so when they asked if they could get up and wander round a bit I agreed. Unfortunately they became a bit too boisterous and started sliding down the vertical hand rails and swinging from the horizontal ones in great excitement accompanied by shrieks of pleasure. This was too much and I ordered them to return to their seats immediately so they came dancing back, still laughing and being noisy.

Puddy suddenly pointed to the back of the carriage and in a very loud voice shouted “There’s a very grumpy man at the back of this carriage!”

I was absolutely mortified, I ducked my head below the top of the back seat and hissed “Puddy, that’s very rude! Come here and sit down!” but she just stood there pointing and said “No, it’s all right, look, there he is.”

I peeked over the back of my seat to be confronted by a poster of a rather cross looking man.

Mavis was hysterical with laughter as she saw the varying emotions crossing my face. We spent the rest of the journey snorting with laughter every time we thought about it. The two young men who were still in our carriage were grinning too.

9/12/2007

Child Story 5

Filed under: Child Quotes,My World — Sue @ 10:08 am

My friend was going out leaving her husband to look after the children for the evening.

She got herself dressed, did her make up, added perfume and jewellery and swept into the lounge to say goodbye.

Wife: How do I look?

Husband : Mmm

Young Son: Well I think you took beautiful Mummy

Wife (feeling a warm glow of gratitude): Thank you darling!

Wife moves towards door to leave

Son (In loud whisper to father): But she smells HORRIBLE!

17/9/2006

Child Quote 4

Filed under: Child Quotes — Sue @ 8:34 pm

Whiz: (singing tunelessly to himself) Robin Hood, Robin Hood, Riding through the glen ..

Mavis: Daddy, who is Robin Hood

Whiz: He was a man who stole from the rich and gave to the poor

Mavis (horrified) Stole!?

Whiz: Yes, it was all right though, they were very bad rich people.

Mavis: Ok

Mavis: But if he gave to the poor, they would be the rich.

13/11/2005

On Poppy Day

Filed under: Child Quotes,My World — Sue @ 9:07 am

A five minute drive from Pebbleditch is the market town of Tinkle. Tinkle has a museum, part of the Natural History Museum, filled to bursting with stuffed animals. Not cute little teddies and cuddly piglets but life size lions and apes and much, much more, all stuffed by a taxidermist (or two). Mavis was not too keen on this museum when we first visited it. It may have been the polar bear in the first display case by the entrance, that put her off, or the brown bears and lions snarling from behind it. Whatever it was it must have looked pretty terrifying to a four year old. Eventually she was persuaded that a dressed flea was worth running the gauntlet of the bears, birds, and wildcats and we made it past the front entrance.Soon it was a regular event on a wet afternoon and we would meet friends there and do the treasure hunt and enjoy a cup of tea in the café.

One day on one of these trips, Mavis’s little friend announced that these were real, proper, actual animals. (more…)

16/6/2005

Mavis Quote

Filed under: Child Quotes — Sue @ 5:43 pm

I think this blog is getting a bit political so here’s a little light relief:

Mavis (aged 5) and I were on our way back from a school shoe buying trip to Duckchester. We had just managed to get the shoes before the shops shut and as a result were stuck in heavy traffic.

“Oh dear” I complained “We’ve caught the rush hour”
“Why is it called the rush hour” enquired Mavis.
“Because the roads are very busy with all the workers wanting to get home” I explained.

Mavis paused for a minute deep in thought and then said in a puzzled voice “But they’re not rushing”

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