My Mum
Before I start I want to have committed to cyberspace just how much I love my Mum.

There I've said it.

Now onto the story on hand.

As I said I love my mum very much, it's just I don't particularly like the woman. I think that makes sense in a roundabout way.

Sadly my Mum is now confined to a wheelchair due to MS. This has left her quite crabby and with a hatred of the world roughly the size of the Titanic.

She is a bloody minded stick in the mud who will expect everything done for her even if she is perfectly capable of doing it herself. While shopping in Tesco one misery sodden Tuesday afternoon, Ironside is chucking one of her monumental I'm disabled dontchanow strops I lose my temper.


So I let the tyres down on her wheelchair while she was sat in it and promptly stormed out of the shop to go and sit in the car. This is only partially why I'm going to Hell.

I went back into the store after calming down to be greeted by the sight of an overweight security guard using a foot pump to re inflate the rear tyres on Ironside's wheelchair.

Did I help him? I would have done but the sight of a security guard sweating while giving my mum a good pumping up was to much to bear and I burst out laughing.

This caused several people in the shop to ask why I thought it was acceptable to mock the disabled.


Hell here I come.


We laugh about it now. She got her own back but that's a story for a later QOTW.


Happy Christmas

Hohoho
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