DON'T ANSWER BACK

Another hour and I suppose,I better phone and see how she is. I don't know families who needs them.

I hope she went to the doctors like I told her, instead of phoning me whinging, I think she forgets Im her mother not her bloody doctor.

I don't know, if she's that ill, she should have stayed at home and not gone to work, but no she knows best. Me what do I know I've only lived a half a century I know nothing.

Well here goes I better phone, picking up the phone I dialled Maggies number. It was answered on the second ring. I could'nt get a word in typical. She said as fast as anything not giving me a chance"Hi it's Mags here sorry I can't take your call, but I will get back to you as soon as I can". that was it, phone going dead.

To say I was angry is an understatment , I was bloody furious, how could any daughter of mine treat me like that, her own mother. What on earth was more inportant than speaking to me?.

A week went by and still I was angry, there was no way I was phoning her cheeky sod that she is.

That night she phoned wondering why I hadn't phoned to see how she was and I thought I was losing the place. On and on she went until that is I ended up shouting down the phone at her, letting her know I was not pleased.

Mags excuse was that when I did phone last week, she was out, it was her answering machine. She could hardly tell me for laughing, but it would seem the answering machine was talking to me and not my daughter.

Mags even had the cheek to ask me if I wanted one of those machines. Of course I told her what to do with it. I'm not that old that I can't deal with my own phone calls. What if the machine didn't pick up the right messages? What ever will they think of next, a robot to go your messages.