I used to be an excellent mother

At the supermarket (the one in the shopping centre with the toy shop where we were picking up something for a birthday party because somehow or other my brain remembered that the party is tomorrow morning at ten am so last minute shopping would involve getting up extra early), I was standing slightly bamboozled about what to buy for tea, because I do most of my shopping at the Central Market, so rarely shop at supermarkets anymore, when I hit upon an idea.

“Let’s have fish fingers!” I said.

And my boy said “what are they?”

And right in front of a woman who was very well dressed and hadn’t had to say, not even once, ‘pleeeeease stand still, I’m trying to think’ to her little girl.


So when we got out of the supermarket I said to my boy “do you want an ice cream?”.

And he looked at me sideways, before he said “yes”.

0 thoughts on “I used to be an excellent mother”

  1. Opposite to Stomper, the boy knows KFC but not Fish Fingers.

    I bought them on a whim a few years back. I was half of a couple and the other half was out of town. I was going to get down and dirty – white bread, vinegar.

    They tasted like crap.
    My memories lied to me.

    It was so disappointing 🙁

  2. bb – yes. Not that it’s a competition of course. And not that I’d be in it if it were. But all the same. Yes.

    “my memories lied to me”…brilliant line h&b.

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