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Day 65 - Indebted


Text from Rosie:

I can't believe that you'd be so unfair Daisy. How can you expect me to find that much money without notice???

Text to Rosie:

Ok. Just thought I'd ask. We're a bit strapped for cash ourselves atm so John was wondering whether you could just give us some of it ???

Text from Rosie:

Perhaps he'd wonder a lot less if he knew about Brighton???

Ffs!!!

The afternoon was BAKING hot. The garden was the only place that I wanted to be. I ignored the hoovering and the laundry hamper, choosing to lie around on a sun lounger answering the kids' stupid questions and intervening in squabbles that occurred at twenty minute intervals. John apparently needed to be involved in a Zoom meeting, but when I went into the house to pour some drinks, he'd turned off the camera and was watching You Tube videos on his phone, while making occasional noises of agreement with whoever it was who was chairing the meeting.
     Margaret caught me as I left the house. "Oh, Daisy …….. would you be able to ask John if he'd drop a few food parcels around the area tomorrow, please?"
     Ffs!
     "No problem, Margaret. He's working at the moment but I'll ask him about it later."
     There's a conversation to look forward to!
     "Thank you, Daisy."
     "Gordon still can't drive then?"
     "I'm afraid not. He's been in agony this last couple of days."
     "Sorry about that."

John's response was predictable. "Bloody hell, Daisy! I knew this would happen."
     "Sorry John, but I couldn't very well say no to her when her poor husband is 'in agony', could I?" I made the little air quotation marks with my fingers. "Don't worry. It's not that estate again. It's just a quick trip to Rendell Road, she said."
     "The street with the savage cockapoos?"
     "Listen to yourself, John."
     "Have you spoken to your sister about the money?"
     "Yes. She said she'll do her best," I lied.
     "Well at least that's something. I suppose I'd better go and speak to Margaret."

I found John at the window in the kids' room as they were brushing their teeth for bed. "Bad ankle, my arse!" he grumbled. "Look at the way he's walking around with his hose pipe in his hand. He looks fine to me."
      Something inside of me died. Here we go again!😩
   

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