February 27th Birthday Celebrations

1999:  Up at 6.30 – come on mum – it’s the weekend – let’s party.  She doesn’t seem too enthusiastic.  I guess she is getting on a bit now – 34 today.  She sang happy birthday to herself, but I wanted it to be to ‘me’.  We had a cup of tea, got dressed and then went to Nanny and Pa’s.  Mum had lots of pressies and I wanted to open them all.  I had bought her a lovely green purse and she had Lion cake (which I blew the candles out on several times).  Mummy went home to get ready and then she went off to London for the day and I stayed with Nanny and Pa.  I went to the shops with Pa and we bought some yummy cakes. We made peaches and jelly for mum’s tea tomorrow (well it is mine and Pa’s favourite!)  Pa bought me a Thomas the Tank Engine magazine and I had a generally spoilt and pampered day.  Well I do have to work hard living with my mum, so it’s nice to have a break every now and again.  Nanny and Pa took me home and although mummy’s, Bim’s and Eesa’s cars were there, there was no sign of anyone.  I went to bed and I presume Nanny and Pa stayed with me. 

2019: Mum always takes her birthday off from work and I met her for a Pizza Hut buffet at  lunch time which is one advantage of being unemployed. This afternoon we got the fire going and watched the films I wanted to watch on Sky Cinema (20 years may have passed but I still seem to have a handle on things!) Zof came over tonight and we gave mum her all her pressies – lots of organic stuff (as she’s gone organic mad) and a companion set for fire place. Indian take away for tea which was lush. Oh. And I had to trouble mum to fill out a form for guarantor for flat ……

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January 27th

1999:  Pa’s birthday today and Bompers too.  Mummy was already dressed before I got up this morning as I had a lie in until 7.45.  Why don’t I do this at weekends when mum could lie in?  Well there just wouldn’t be any fun in that, now would there? I do have some heart though; I found mums silk roses on her windowsill, picked them up and presented them to her.  She said they were lovely and that they smelt beautiful too.  They’re pretend mother, not real.  Honestly!  Oh well best not disappoint her, I’ll play along with her, let me smell ‘Mm.  Lovely’.  What a Wally!  A little later I called mummy into my bedroom and she came in to find me looking very pleased with myself.  I had stuck the remaining stickers for my potty training chart all over the wardrobe and they were stuck hard and fast.  She told me I was very clever but perhaps next time they should go on the chart.  Tip of the month – if you want to avoid getting in trouble with your mum always look proud and pleased with what you have done and they won’t have the heart to tell you off.  After Edons tonight, mummy and I went to the card shop to get birthday cards for Pa and Bomper, but I found it far more fun to wreck the joint whilst she was distracted rather than to look for cards. We arrived at Nanny and Pa’s and I gave Pa his present and then took it straight back off him and unwrapped it.  Mm, very nice, a new T-shirt, it looks a bit on the big side for me though mum.  What do you mean it’s for Pa; everyone knows presents are for kids.  Aren’t they?  Oh well, the cake then? Pa’s great, he let me sit on his lap and blow out the candles ‘again’ and ‘again’.

2019:  Great Grandad Bomper died when I was 6 at the age of 86.  He is still with me wherever I go and often flickers lights on and off around me! Zof and I were hanging in London this morning and called in to see Uncle Terry, Aunty Dee  and cousin Beau at Epping Ice rink and had a little skate eventually getting home at 7 pm.

Whilst we were away, with me permission, mum had changed my room round (due to a condensation and mould problem which is attacking the wallpaper and needing to get the bed off of said wall) and sorted all my draws etc out. Sprung – I have a full packet of immunosuppressants and a prescription in my draw! Thing is I am very reluctant to take them due to nearly dying of sepsis Christmas before last due to a fungi entering my blood through my sinuses as I was so immune supressed

January 16th

1999: Gale force winds this morning and mummy thought the tiles were going to blow off the roof.  They didn’t, but later we noticed that both the fences in the back garden were down.  Mum decided to have a lovely relaxing bath this morning, but I had other ideas.  What all that lovely water and bubbles just for one?  No way, I’m getting in too.  Uncle Eddy was on the TV. last night and mum had taped it for me.  I was glued to the telly mimicking him, laughing, clapping and reaching out for a hug and at the end shouting “again, again…Pease”.   Our car (which we only got a month ago) has had to have a new engine in it and this morning the man from the garage dropped it round to us.  Mummy and I then had to drive him back to the garage.  On the way I told mummy that I wanted “ish” and wriggled my fingers.  One fish fingers happy meal coming up, complete with Eeyor.  I decided to eat out of mum’s filet box, as it was easier.  I saved 6 chips and ketchup, I closed the box and took it with me, but as we were leaving the box came open and all fell on the floor.  We called in to see Dandell and Dessica for a while and mummy invited them to my party on Thursday.  On the way home we went to ASDA to get my party bits including a very expensive Tellytubby cake. Personally I think she’s mad, I wouldn’t have paid that much for it, but if mummy wants to who am I to spoil her fun!  When we got home mummy unloaded the car and then came back for me, only to discover that I was minus an L.A light trainer.  She says she wouldn’t mind but they were a lot of money and the only reason she bought them was because I was desperate for foot attire and they were the only ones that fitted.  She jumped back in the car to return to ASDA for the hunt, but the car wouldn’t start.  I sat very, very, quietly.  Mummy rang the garage, and the man came out to look at the car only to discover that the choke had been left on and it was flooded!  Mummy was so embarrassed, especially as she had had the bonnet up and checked the battery and spark plugs before she called them.  It’s the simple things in life mum…

Nanny and Pa came round later with a huge torch.  They had been to look in the trolleys and car park at ASDA, in a bid to save my trainer to no avail.  Mummy then went out with Pa and I cried and I cried and I cried, until mummy got back.  Nanny had tried to console me but all I did was wee all over her.  Anyway there was a happy ending; Mum found my trainer in one of the trolleys and Nanny went home to put dry trousers on.

2019:  No lost shoes today but I clearly spoke to soon yesterday about not destroying things. Fender bender today in the van taking someone’s front wing with me.   Well, he pulled up on my blindside when I was sat waiting to turn right at a junction.