Against my better judgement the children talked me into taking them to Milton Keynes by car on Wednesday morning. I know that people who live there like it and there are some lovely open spaces, but I detest driving to Milton Keynes, getting lost is a certainty because everywhere looks like everywhere else, but finding a parking space is much less certain! We got held up because of some roadwork's for ages, so we passed the time by selecting our favourite words. Emily selected malarkey, Sam's favourites were poppycock and paddywack because they make him laugh and my choices were custody and idiosyncratic. When a news reader announces that someone is in custody it always conjures up a picture in my mind of cold lumpy custard. One of my teachers at school made me learn the word idiosyncratic in order to excuse my poor spelling! Laura claimed not to be bothered about words and refused to choose a favourite, I think she wanted to stay focussed on shopping. We got to Milton Keynes in the end, it was OK but I will not be going back there in a hurry.
On the subject of Milton Keynes, about 3 years ago Emily went to a pop concert at Milton Keynes with her friend. I had to pick them up so I had made sure I knew exactly where I was going, but when I got there the police were diverting traffic away from the venue and the crowds leaving the concert were told to leave on foot and arrange to be collected some distance away. Robbie eventually made contact with Emily and asked her to describe where she was so that we could find her. She said that she was near a roundabout - that didn't narrow it down much! He asked her to look for another landmark and she told us that they were near a tree!! Despite her limited observation skills we eventually found her.
Robbie was in an odd mood this evening, first of all he stated the blindingly obvious. He said 'I suppose I am a bit unique' I would have said that was the understatement of the year! A bit later in the evening he must have had a 'blond moment' because he asked one of his totally random questions - what is a male cow called? I patiently explained that it would be either a bull or a bullock (depending on the state of its manhood). I try not to wonder how Robbie's mind works but I eventually realised that he must have been thinking about a conversation that happened hours earlier. His ability to come up with a totally random statement or question can be quite disconcerting at times.
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