My mum is the same as alot of mums, she gets information, takes it in and then shares it among her nearest and dearest. Accuracy is not important. Its a bit of a joke between us that she often gets the numbers wrong, although she is oblivious to the fact that we find this amusing.
My son plays professional football, but after a bad injury his grandad (a boxing coach) offered to take him to the boxing gym to get him back to match fitness. That was 6 months ago. He got stuck into the training and really enjoys it, but after a few months he seen boys getting in the ring to spar, he wanted to have a go.
He did and he LOVES it. So last week my husband called and said, the head coach of the gym had said that our son could make a schoolboy champion in 2 years at the rate he is going. Awesome, but then my mum called and said, he could make it in 12 months. Who should I believe?
We were laughing about this when my mum decided to tell us about my auntie who was on a trip to the Isle of White. She said, its only 20 minutes on the ferry. My brother said what a load of crap, its at least 45 mum. No no no, she wasnt having it, its 20 minutes.
3 days later my brother called and said that he had to go to the Isle of White for a meeting on Friday, we laughed about the fact that it would only take 20 minutes to get there.
So, on Friday morning my brother text me and my mum and said: On the Isle of white ferry, got off after 20 minutes, can you ring the RAC, my engine is flooded. Get it?
It was funny, until my mum called my brother and said 'Are you ok son, why do you want me to ring the RAC?
You couldnt make it up!
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