Yesterday was respite day, or rather last night was. 13 COULD have gone to respite at 2.30 p.m. but we had to wait for Hub who promised he would take her during his lunch but made an unscheduled executive decision to leave it to later in the afternoon so he wouldn’t have to return. It was nearly 5.30 p.m. when we got 13 to her respite. That didn’t leave much time for the usual round of, “what are we going to do now then?”
We’re like the vultures on Dumbo, no one knows what they want to do, no one wants to say – for about 30 – 40 minutes, then they all know what they want and they all want to say but they all want something different.
One day I’m going to say what I want and force them to agree. I think I’ll wait until they’ve all left for college first, that seems easiest.
Eventually we agreed on the cinema and seeing The InBetweeners. I wasn’t convinced, frankly I thought I had just purchased a 75 minute snooze in a public place, I’m sure one of them would have nudged me if I started snoring.
The kids tried to prepare us, apparently we’re old farts who are ultra-conservative and have absolutely no sense of humour as well as the ubiquitous , never having been a teenager.
If you ARE easily offended by bad language and crudity, no not that raw carrot sticks, the vulgarity type of crudity, don’t bother. If however you DO remember being a teenager and you are quite happy to laugh at the painful haplessness of four teenage boys on a never-ending search for sex that shows JUSt how young they actually are, go for it. I loved it. They were awful in a loveable sort of way. Of course now I’ll never willingly agree to my kids going to the Continent on a holiday with their friends unless they agree to be fumigated afterwards but all-in-all it was hysterical.
We managed to have a good night in spite of ourselves, much like the lads in the film, but with less swearing or emergency airlifts.
Today 13 is safely ensconced back home, the rain is lashing down and the middle two are back to being bored, so all’s right with the world again.
Oh and no, I haven’t been asked or paid to promote the film, the kids chose it, we reluctantly agreed and actually enjoyed, so no money has been made by me or any of my family from the endeavour nor did we receive any freebies.
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