Will they please go out? Okay, yes, they do go out in the morning for a bit but then they come straight home: I know they’re coming straight home – they’re bringing coffees with them – last week they were having it down at the Broadwater. Why the change? Why, I ask you. Does it have something to do with the “lockdown” (and yes, those air quotes are there for a reason)? Or it is because they are racing home to watch the Olympics? They’re doing a bit of that lately – and they’re very voi voci noisy about it too. Especially about someone called Sam Kerr and something called the Matildas.
Kaz has been able to drag herself away from the television long enough to take me outside a couple of times. I have to keep insisting though – she says she’s going to take me out “after lunch” or “when there’s more sun” and then she forgets because she’s busy doing other things – and how can any of them be more important than me?
And did you hear Kaz came up with the idea of doing Stand-up Comedy? How funny is that! An inveterate introvert thinking she could stand up in front of strangers and make them laugh … mind you, there was one smart thing she was planning to do: use me as her muse (read: subject matter)! How could she miss? Hmmm … it was just lucky Aunty M came the next day so they could watch that French show – and what should it be about but a starlet who wanted a new thrill, so she was trying out as a … stand-up comic. She bombed. And who says vicarious learning doesn’t work? Kaz hasn’t mentioned stand-up since. I guess that means she’s done a stand-down. (Geez, we might have been good together afterall!)
A girl really has to make her own fun while those Mummies are busy …
Nigella ... 