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No phonecalls.

Mutti came in.

I said, “Oh come in, Mum, the door is only closed for privacy.” I said it in a meaningful way but she didn’t know what I meant. She was all pink.

“Dad phoned again; he sends his love, he’s really looking forward to seeing you. He’s got you a present.”

I said, “Oh goodie, what is it? Sheepskin shorts?”

She started that tutting thing.

I don’t think she has asked me one thing about myself for about four centuries. What is the point of procrastinating…no I don’t mean that, what do I mean? Oh yeah…procreating…What is the point of having children if you are not going to take any notice of them? You might as well get a hamster and ignore that.