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Mrs Liveinabin tells us: My mum told me to eat my vegetables, or I wouldn't get any pudding. I'm 32 and told her I could do what I like. I ate my vegetables. Tell us about mums.
( , Thu 11 Feb 2010, 13:21)
Mrs Liveinabin tells us: My mum told me to eat my vegetables, or I wouldn't get any pudding. I'm 32 and told her I could do what I like. I ate my vegetables. Tell us about mums.
( , Thu 11 Feb 2010, 13:21)
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How never to have another motorcycle crash ever
My mum is usally pretty down to earth, and is quite understanding in most situations. I've been quite accident prone all my life and have probably more accidents than hot dinners. I was 21 at the time and had passed my motorbike test pretty much one year previous. Some cock of a driver, with no insurance, licence, tax, or a legal car for that matter decided upon themselves to U-turn in the road from traffic that wasn't moving. he clipped the back end of the bike and sent me flying. only going about 15mph but the damage was quite extensive. broke arm, fingers, leg, toes, concussion, the works. Got to hospital and my best mate had been caled and was waiting for me in A&E. Lots of people runing around checking my pulse, levels of abger etc.... I got shut up quite quickly, the thing i remember most about all of this shitstorm is my mum. My lovely concerned mother came running through the door in tears, to see me on a trolley looking very injured and sorry for myself. the only thing that sticks out in my mind is rather elaborate, katie price style PINK VELOUR FUCKING TRACKSUIT she was wearing. I'm sure this the only time she's worn it. Apart from the embarresment of my mum in the pinkest (bright pink, not baby pink), velourist bloody tracksuit i have ever seen. It probably served as the best way of taking my mind of the excruciating pain of the left hand side of my body. I laughed all the way through the mountain of stitches that went into me that day.
Thanks Mum. You are an expert in pain relief.
( , Thu 11 Feb 2010, 21:38, 3 replies)
My mum is usally pretty down to earth, and is quite understanding in most situations. I've been quite accident prone all my life and have probably more accidents than hot dinners. I was 21 at the time and had passed my motorbike test pretty much one year previous. Some cock of a driver, with no insurance, licence, tax, or a legal car for that matter decided upon themselves to U-turn in the road from traffic that wasn't moving. he clipped the back end of the bike and sent me flying. only going about 15mph but the damage was quite extensive. broke arm, fingers, leg, toes, concussion, the works. Got to hospital and my best mate had been caled and was waiting for me in A&E. Lots of people runing around checking my pulse, levels of abger etc.... I got shut up quite quickly, the thing i remember most about all of this shitstorm is my mum. My lovely concerned mother came running through the door in tears, to see me on a trolley looking very injured and sorry for myself. the only thing that sticks out in my mind is rather elaborate, katie price style PINK VELOUR FUCKING TRACKSUIT she was wearing. I'm sure this the only time she's worn it. Apart from the embarresment of my mum in the pinkest (bright pink, not baby pink), velourist bloody tracksuit i have ever seen. It probably served as the best way of taking my mind of the excruciating pain of the left hand side of my body. I laughed all the way through the mountain of stitches that went into me that day.
Thanks Mum. You are an expert in pain relief.
( , Thu 11 Feb 2010, 21:38, 3 replies)
That'd be the type of thing that mine would do.
Except her tracksuit would probably be purple, unless she'd bought a pink one that day.
( , Fri 12 Feb 2010, 9:44, closed)
Except her tracksuit would probably be purple, unless she'd bought a pink one that day.
( , Fri 12 Feb 2010, 9:44, closed)
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