Since returning from
Aberdeen Joe basically disappeared with his mates. He thought well I’ve did my bit spending time with
the “oldies” now its "me" time. Fair
enough. So apart from the occasional
meal together and a couple of hours in the morning we were like ships in the night.
Friday was going to be a
busy day for me. I was worried that I
wouldn’t see much of Joe so I interrogated him about what he was going to be up
to. Joe was having tea at Harry’s and then to Jamies
for his 18th Birthday. He would
be home late but that’s ok. As long as
he had his phone I could get hold of him.
Ok!
To cut a long story short I
left home at 10am and returned at 6:30. As I opened the front door I couldn’t help but notice that all the lights were on and there was a
disgusting smell in the hallway. As I stepped in I noticed there was a note on
the floor. It read “Sorry, long story.
Fell in river. Phone / i-pod broke.
Sorry. (phone Eve if you need me)”
Well I just started launched
into a rant. Why? I don’t know there was no one in the
house. Just as well!
"How could he fall into a river? What river?
How could he be so stupid?"
I was especially disappointed as I had been praising up Joe to people I had met that day.
“He’so mature now”.
“He’s grown up so much following
his mother’s passing”
“Mature! Grown up! My
backside! He’s just fell in a river! What river?”
Then to my horror I looked
down. Joe’s wet clothes were piled up in
the hallway absolutely sopping wet. I
was speechless. I just picked the pile up and
put them straight into the washing machine. Worse
was to come. There was another pile of
clothes in the bathroom wash basin. I
just got on with it. Where is he now?
Despite my best efforts I
couldn’t get hold of him. It was probably for the best. It can wait to the morning.
Joe and I had breakfast
together.
“What happened then?”
“Well I was walking across
the Hillyfields”
The Hillyfields is well
known short cut to Winterbourne. Its
very dark and a basically a field. I
have never been a fan of the kids using it.
“… and it was very wet and
squelchy”
No shit Sherlock. It had been pouring down all week
“… I was taken steps
carefully then all of sudden I ended up shoulder deep in water”
“Oh my God! You could have bloody drowned”
Joe just chuckled. He just doesn’t get it.
“Who was with you?”
“No one”
“Well you were lucky”.
I couldn’t believe it. What could I do? I really want to throttle him for being so
stupid. However, I cant help but smile
with the thought of Joe in a classic comedy moment.
The only good things that came out of this episode were he didn't drown and I managed to get a cheaper deal on his phone tariff with O2
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