Lacking The Magic Words To Make Grown-Ups Understand
Dad was still at work. Mum was having a bath. The perfect time to play dress-up with your little sister, who was only allowed to be your sister when grown-ups weren’t around.
Dad was still at work. Mum was having a bath. The perfect time to play dress-up with your little sister, who was only allowed to be your sister when grown-ups weren’t around.
Lisa took a deep breath and tried to think of a diplomatic way of saying this. She really didn’t want to shout at her brother when he was trying to help…
“Is this the, um, ‘Gay Animal Sanctuary’?” “Please tell me you’re here to ask about volunteering, not to read me a church screed…”
Master Yorick sighed. “If by ‘it’ you mean ‘the concerted collaboration of thousands of souls across a timespan which makes us look like mayflies’… yes, that’s it.”
Mum’s off in full DIY flow again, me just nodding along. But it’s nice. Nice that she’s treating this like just another family project.