Well I was messing about this morning, not really doing much, y'know like women do. I was unlocking my secret cupboard and getting all the framed family pictures out. My prized possessions, the one of Beth, aged 11 and a half months, not much hair but what was there was ginger and she was wearing a red smocked tarten dress, so cute, which Beth hates with a passion, and the one aged 10, before she had her teeth fixed, when you could have driven a No7 bus straight thro' the middle ones. They always get pride of place at the front. Then straightening a picture here, wiping a mark away there, when I decided to have a look in the cupboards.
Right at the bottom and pushed to the back was a dish full of pens and batteries. Mmmmm, thought BM those batteries aren't big enough for anything exciting, and pushed them to one side. What did I find ? A stash!
OM bloody G thinks BM! Have I come across the lost proceeds of DD's brothers car? The lot that he was accusing poor Mrs DD of binning that he had stashing in a wine box or whatever?
I sat on ther floor, giddy with excitement.
Could this be it?
Could this be the Chanel watch with the white diamond encrusted face that BM has admired from afar, circa £5k?
Or the leopard print suede effect Mulberry handbag I tried for size in Heathrow, circa £2.5k?
Or even the course of liposuction for BM's bum, a big job, price unknown?
I grabbed my flip flops, sunglasses and a key and headed for the pool.
'Guess what?' says BM to Miss Beth who was in the pool.
'Wot' says Beth
BM produces her wad.
'Where'd you get that?' says Beth, her little face brightening up.
'In the cupboard'
'I hope you're going to split it 3 ways'
'Nick off' says BM
'How much is it?' says Beth
'80,000' says BM
'80,000 what?' says Beth.
'err' says BM
'I'll text Kirsty!' (daughter no. 1, hard at work in Manchester.)
'She's not getting any' protests Beth!
'Can you google 80,000 Indonisian Rupees? How much is it?'
Kirsty took her time but the reply came.
'£6.19, Why?'