Deb's Digest
Debbie Atkinson’s family life column, as featured in the Southport Visiter.

Tuesday, 10 June 2008


I never used to believe there was such a thing as "one of those days" but today I changed my mind.

I hate trains at the best of times but since there's nowhere to park for a three-hour stretch, I get the train to my maths lessons. I was about to step into the compartment this morning when the driver closed the doors and drove off. I shouted "Thanks" through his open window - how lame was that.

Got to the maths lesson and the receptionist sent me on a wild goose chase all round the college in search of the right room. The lesson starts at 9.30. At 11.30 a student wandered in and said "sorry I'm late" - unbelievable. Then another student asked if she could go to the toilet and never returned. For newcomers, this follows hot on the heels of a student shouting and storming out of lesson one.

I've been put in for the exam the week after next which will mean I'll have had one lesson. I've always liked to think that I'm fairly quick on the uptake but this could be stretching it.

Anyway. This afternoon I had to go to Widnes on business. I've been to the place five or six times before so poo-pooed my husband's offer of the Tom Tom. I don't know where I went wrong but I was lost for two flaming hours - I went over the Runcorn suspension bridge twice (almost three times) and I passed Widnes Station four times. It was baking hot, I didn't  have a map and my mobile was down to its last battery band. I was almost giving up, driving home and crying. I eventually got there 90 minutes late thanks to directions relayed over the breaking-up phone by my husband. We've had toast for our evening meal because that's as much energy as I could find. Fortunately yesterday I bought a bubble bath named "stress relief"  - I must have known.

1 comment:

  1. I feel your pain. Thank god for tom toms and good luck in the maths exam - you must be mad though.