from Dr Rob's post about freshers arriving at university. The Mums and Dads with new student offspring were out in force at Tesco this week. I had to drive round the carpark three times to find a space and then there was no toilet roll left. Mind you, I did have a lovely chat with a Mum about the wonderful special offer on Wolf blass wine.
The freshers all looked so, well, 'fresh' with their Mums and Dads. And then as I walked to town, through the university I saw this scene of co-opeartion and mutual support ...
I have this:
(Note the queue at the cash point just behind. A hint at the funding they are going to need later in the evening.)
Yes, you may well be nodding a smiling at how sweet they are. But that is probably because you do not live where I live.
I can now no longer park outside my house; I am woken by the sound of drunken darlings singing and professing undying friendship; the sound of shouted argments and hatred. Then there is vomit on the pavement.
They look so different in the library, mind you. And if you are a Mum or a Dad, don't worry, it is not your child who is being naughty. It is the others.
(I reserve the right to be cynical on a Sunday morning after no sleep. Normal service will be resumed tomorrow.)
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- Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
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- I see Bobby Billy-Bob has discovered the self-time...
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- I'm a Barbie girl, in a Bar-bie wo-orld (la la)
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