Ma and I got washed and changed into our finery(well, it was finery to us).......and went down to dinner.
I got myself a glass of lager at the bar......I had had a glass last night and it went down like new milk......mind you i had a real thirst on me then......Ma said she would have a shandy. It was lemonade really with just a whisper of beer thrown in for colour....it looked like 'maidens water'....she said it was 'just right'.

We had ordered our main course and starter......I chose orange juice and a chef's salad....the options were Roast Lamb, or Sole bonne femme......can't eat either of those......and the chefs Special that night was a chicken korma....so i wasn't really left with much option.
The food came and...

Margaret Pilkington

It took just over half an hour to get back to the hotel.
I installed Ma in the room...she was going to take her pills and then relax....she said that the sea air had made her tired......Me, well I thought the chips might have had a part to play, but being the sole of discretion I said nowt.

I planned to go round the shops and find Ma some night attire....something that would cover her eighty year old flesh with a little decorum. I couldn't stand another night of seeing this wobbly white flesh with surgical scars that made it look like a badly drawn ordnance survey map....complete with railway embankments.(And I'm not being unkind to Ma when I say this....she herself would tell you the same. she says that these days she...

Margaret Pilkington