I'm a chicken
You know the family reunion which was due to take place on Sunday. I chickened out of it. I made up excuses about ferries, back to school, new au-pair and logistics. To be fair the excuses were not totally half baked but if I had really wanted to go I could probably have tried harder and investigated alternative routes. According to my Dad, it went really well, people enjoyed themselves and I was the only one missing. It was lunch at a restaurant with serving planned to start at 1300. My Dad made a point of telling me that it was great fun and that people did not leave until 1900, but that they all understood I could not make it. He also made a point of telling me that my cousin who lives in the south of France and has a young baby had managed to travel for the occasion. The hint was about as subtle as the way he try to get us to ask him to open another bottle the other day.
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(21.4.04 22:23)
We would have if it wasn't for the drive to the ferry.
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(29.4.04 15:06)
He sounds precisely like my own mother. Sure, she understands, but her subtle hints go over like a bull in a china shop during rodeo.
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