This time next week.

Margaret Pilkington

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This time next week I'll be packing. Only a small bag, and it won't take me very long.
i have been talking to Ma this evening, saying how good it would be if the weather was like it has been over the last couple of days.
I would really be able to go mad with the two new camera's.....Yes, of course I am taking both of them with me.
Who knows what I might want to snap?

Ma says she doesn't care if it snows, she is looking forward to being looked after, no food to sort out, no washing up to do and someone to make her bed (me).
She says that if the weather is unkind she will sit at the window and watch the ships pass by, read her books and do her puzzles and maybe watch a bit of TV.......she is easily pleased.

I am going to have a day out to Ryde.....on the train, a bit of a mooch around the shops....and if Ma doesn't want to come then that is OK....if she does come then we will certainly have a laugh, I'll get out of puff pushing the chair up the main drag in Ryde.......might even need paramedics and oxygen when I get up the top of the hill, but think of the fun we will have coming down the hill.
I would stand on the bars at the back except I fear that we would both end up in the harbour....and be a shipping hazard....the coastguard would have to mark us out with buoys!
Yes, I'm pretty sure we are going to have a good time.
 
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