A Big Day for me!

I've found that the worrying begins when the phone rings. Son is very happy to receive calls, but only seems to make them when a) there's a problem, b) dosh is required, or c) needs to do some work avoidance. /forums/images/icons/smile.gif

<hr width=100% size=1>Think I'll draw some little rabbits on my head, from a distance they might be mistaken for hairs.
 
Strangely, the thing I missed most was finding his mates sleeping on the lounge floor first thing in the mornings after a night out.
I suppose I was flattered when he use to phone from Uni for help in starting his car. But he now calls from Australia and I have to learn a new language. " Dad, me yoots gone crook", whatever that means.
He's home for a visit at present so back to old ways, collect from airport, lend the car etc.

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