I wish I’d been in the car this morning on the way to the Hospital when M Sooz said “If I die on the table I want you to know … (then private Mummy stuff) …” and M Kaz said “What song do you want at your funeral?”. M Kaz had remembered it was “Song of the Hebrew slaves” and M Sooz hummed a few bars before she said “And just for future reference if anyone says – ‘If I die on the table …’ – you could say something reassuring like ‘Don’t be silly, you’re not going to’ not ‘What song do you want at your funeral?'” Those Mummies are so different!
They locked me in M Kaz’s office yesterday when Rod came to do the pest control stuff. They locked me in the bathroom last year; I can’t remember where they put me the year before that. I know it was somewhere because they have the pest man come every year. It’s not always the same one though. He did the inside and the outside – but he didn’t see KB out there, or if he did, he didn’t say so.Â
Well, M Kaz did take me to have my nails done yesterday and even though I did have words with her on the way there (and lots of them), I was glad when we came home straight after. I had a male nail technician today – so that was a bit different.
The Mummies went over to Aunty M’s yesterday. (They had a busy day.) Mimi was there but she was asleep when they first arrived – as was Mouse. M Kaz was there to do some little “jobs” for Aunty M and her family. We know she loves doing them – and this was no exception: earbuds, Instagram, Britbox, and the printer. And now she has one to do at home. Apparently Aunty M doesn’t just peer through the window at them for no reason: the last time she came she’d tried the door bell and it didn’t work, so M Kaz needs to check what’s going on there. I think she probably just. needs to change the batteries on it and the receiving units. And she needs to change it so it” knocks” rather than “rings”. But I’m not really conversant with how these things work so … watch this space.
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