That was good of you to phone Great to hear your voice dear but surely think about it a little you need to shout a little more being so far across the mountains on the other side in the other state Even when we got telephone you got to shout a little more – cos even with the telephone, it’s a fair distance, remember so all we can hear of you is a faint crackle
This new place is not too bad dear O dearest ***** It’s got one of these wonders, the washing machine but I’m not sure if it works really cos I put my first load of clothes in for the wash and I pulled at the handle and there was a rush of water and, dear or dear me , I saw everything swirling but I haven’t seen the clothes since Dad says that thing there is for men to sit on and read the newspaper But tell me – why would they have water in there if it were not a regular one-of-them washing machine?
Tell you about the weather here in our new place dear O dearest ***** Not too bad – it only rains say twice a week which is not too bad See it rained Monday and continued till Thursday morning and then continued from Thursday morning to Sunday night - which is not too bad, just twice a week, my dear O dearest *****
Now Dad wants to sit on that washing machine and read the newspaper he says, like he claims eminent men do But no way, I’m not allowing him to sit on our washing machine – have you ever heard of such a thing? I’m going to kick him, if I need to I think I’ll put in another load of washing and see if the machine spits out the first one I put in
Write to me, or call us again, Darl ***** Your loving Mom
This series is dedicated to Victoria, yes Our Lady of Good Cheer, here at HP… The idea for a poem of humour on mothers came about from a recent comment by Victoria on my poem: “no charge”: “ I know little of physics...much about mothering...”
...poems in this series based on an online joke...