>And this was before she had a drink…

>My mother strikes again.

We went to my cousin’s wedding yesterday so I got myself all dressed up (photos to come) and then went to the door to let mum in.

“Hello, you look nice. Where’s your walker?”

“in my bedroom.”

“and your chair, where’s your wheelchair?”

“I’m sat in it.”

“Are you? [pause] oh yeah…”

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