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A silent reconciliation?
A silent reconciliation
I was going to take the twins to swim class today; Marge had packed the swim kit and towels in their bags. Mrs G arrived home from her morning at the bank, and said she wanted to come along. Which I have to say given circumstances was somewhat of a shock for the old Puck.
Although that said, I have been fastidious in my endeavour to not go on about my displeasure at a series of events which (for those who have read previous blogs )ended in an announcement that Mrs is G was taking herself and the twins to Singapore for four weeks.
So I pack the kids and the bags into the people carrier and Mrs G climbs in, and off we go. Silence, absolute silence between us, the radio played something or other, and after a while even the twins were giving each other sideways glances.
If I have the twins on my own, they naturally come into men’s changing rooms, but in silence little V follows Mrs G into the ladies, and little S follows me in to the male changing room.
They are starting to swim a little with the floats, and I as usual took my vantage point outside looking through the glass doors that surround three quarters of the pool. Mrs G went upstairs.
The twins change afterwards and are in the back of the back of the car, drinking juice and munching apples, and we all get home in silence. Well we talked to the twins of course, with me going into unsatisfied sports coach mode. I become more like my father every week!
Now the twins are having a snack with Marge in the kitchen, Mrs G is in the TV room, and I am in my study wondering what on earth happened. Is this woman talk for something or woman silence for something?
I really would appreciate some support from any of my friends on what they think all that meant, perhaps just as innocent as taking the kids to swim class as a family, nah it just would not be that simple.
Now I have a little time to get my mind around the official announcement on work changes that will come out next week, before I take the kids to the school camping event. To show them why I never intend to get that close to nature, and if they want to join the scouts and the guides and lay on sharpe stones all night, later in life then I will gladly drop them off and pick them up. Little V my princess I suspect is a five star all the way girl, Little S, may take a little longer to work it out, but who knows while he does he may enjoy some nature, after all I always said he must have ants in his pants the way he runs around!
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