Olive stones and naughty mothers

You know you shouldn't do it, but you do it anyway and then spend all day and all night kicking yourself and trying to make it right. No I haven't ate a box of cream cakes, but hey I am capable of it and no I haven't dyed my hair with an old hair colourant that I've found in the cupboard, but I have done that on someone else's hair... sorry Darren, but don't worry mate, I've had some bloody awful colours myself too in my time! And no I haven't slept with someone I shouldn't have, chance would be a fine thing, my 'ugly coyote moments' are well gone!
But what I have done today which is equally annoying was washed a mohair jumper in with my best black trousers and black undies and know they are all wearing furry coats! I've washed them again, dried them, hoovered them and then washed them again.
It's now midnight and my trousers have had their third wash of the day and they are looking more hopeful, but lets keep our fingers crossed for a windy drying day tomorrow.

Took mother down to Maldon again lunch time where we sat and ate our picnic lunch while watching the river life. We ate our picnic in what is fast becoming our usual spot and then later drove down to see the six traditional Maldon barges were all which were all parked up further down in the boat yard.
I know that's not the correct terminology sorry Derek. But they did look magnificent closer up even with their sails folded up, you could almost smell the wet rope and the tar from where we were parked. I really must get myself a walker thingy so I can go off on my own and discover things without worrying about waiting for someone to come with me. I'm missing a great deal by having to wait for people.
It was a full moon yesterday, so the tide was in and very high which means there was lots of people about on the river and walking along the promenade.
The fresh air certainly gives mother an appetite, as she polished off everything that I prepared for us plus all the cherry tomatoes while I fell asleep in the sunshine while sitting in the warmth of our car! Lordy I am turning into a old girl!
Must admit I was mortified when my mother threw a olive stone out my window and it hit the car next to me. Luckily the old couple in the car were dozing too!
I always thought I would age disgracefully, but when it's your mother spitting out olive stones you turn into a kid again, going 'Mum!' in that whingey voice that you have as a child when your mother does something embarrassing in front of you!
Funny thing is, although I am embarrassed my mother at times, I think my boys have it a hundred times worse, especially after my admission about my 'ugly coyote' moments earlier on this page! Sorry kids!

Lots of love Debbie x