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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

When Mothers Come to Stay

My mother, Irma arrived from Belgium this Saturday. She is 78 and came all by herself with the plane from Brussels to Dublin and from Dublin to Farranfore.
Having been on a bit of a downer lately, I was really, really pleased to see her.
We took her almost straight from the airport to the Harvest Ball that was going on in a nearby town. She was seriously pooped by 11 pm and off we went, home.
Sunday was a day for catching up and relaxing.
On Monday she became antsy and wanted to do something. I suggested the fridge. Cleaning it, I meant.


All clean and tidy. Lack of veg ? They are in my other fridge.



She didn't stop there.
 The entrance hall and staircase got a seeing to as well.


She won't thank me for this photo, but she shouldn't have turned her back(side) on me.


I'm happy that she's here. Not only for her cleaning abilities,mind you, but what shall I let her clean tomorrow ? ;-)

Patricia xxx...x

6 comments:

  1. To have your mom around ... I know you realize how blessed you are.

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  2. Aww that's lovely. She looks a fun Mum. You have to let them help or you'll never hear the last of it, but where would we be without our Mums :-)

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    1. She has to keep busy, unless she can watch her fav tv programs. And she loves working in the garden, so at the first dry spell she'll be weeding the nettles. ;-)

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  3. Ahh. So lovely. You must have a great relationship with her. I hope you both enjoy her visit. X

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    1. It is lovely to have her here. When we get on, we get on. But I'm not gonna lie, our relationship can be very tempestuous from time to time. :-D

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