And we're straight into the reading with no preamble, as this is part 2 following on from the previous session. It's the skiing episode, where mum goes to hire gear, eats avocado seafood, spaghetti marinara and TWO oysters Kilpatrick, not all at once but YUMMY. The Wimbledon finals are on, and mum is reading a book that it seems can only be mentioned in capitals: BEYOND THE DAWN. Up on the slopes there's an Austrian ski instructor who is predictably handsome and named Alouise, $17 lift ...
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And we're straight into the reading with no preamble, as this is part 2 following on from the previous session. It's the skiing episode, where mum goes to hire gear, eats avocado seafood, spaghetti marinara and TWO oysters Kilpatrick, not all at once but YUMMY. The Wimbledon finals are on, and mum is reading a book that it seems can only be mentioned in capitals: BEYOND THE DAWN. Up on the slopes there's an Austrian ski instructor who is predictably handsome and named Alouise, $17 lift ...
In 1983, Victorian pubs didn't have pint glasses, it was just a glass or a pot. Who knew? Not me. This is part 2 of the previous recording, where Mum just carries on reading her diary from 1983. It's her first Friday at home for more than 3 months and I'm kinda impressed. Though her reading is funny: she toggles between Sex Pistols books and Jill's pony series. Cute. Simon seems to have vanished off the face of the earth and we think mum maybe sent another letter, and she worries in the diary...
My Mum's Bad Diaries
And we're straight into the reading with no preamble, as this is part 2 following on from the previous session. It's the skiing episode, where mum goes to hire gear, eats avocado seafood, spaghetti marinara and TWO oysters Kilpatrick, not all at once but YUMMY. The Wimbledon finals are on, and mum is reading a book that it seems can only be mentioned in capitals: BEYOND THE DAWN. Up on the slopes there's an Austrian ski instructor who is predictably handsome and named Alouise, $17 lift ...
