An English Rose by Allyson R. Abbott

Author:Allyson R. Abbott
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Old Age Humour, Local Language, Tradition, Standards
Publisher: Allyson R. Abbott
Published: 2020-06-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

“You went where?”

I couldn’t see the details on her face, but I could tell her eyebrows were arched and her eyes wide open. The shock of my statement came across in her question. I took my time replying, relishing the fact that I had done something to shock my daughter, but before I opened my mouth to speak, Debbie continued giving me the full-on inquisition.

“Why? Did you go on your own? No, you would never do that. You must have gone with Betty; she is always doing silly things. Why on earth would you go to the Jiggling Sausage Café? It’s for truck drivers and such like. It’s a transport café for goodness sake!”

“Well, that shows what you know. It’s not just lorry drivers that use it. They do an OAP* special: breakfast for £1.99 after nine every morning. It’s such good value for a full English breakfast. I had egg, bacon, a sausage, mushrooms, tomato, hash browns and a slice of black pudding. It even came with a slice of toast. We had to pay extra for a cup of tea, though. I don’t think I could have bought all that and cooked it for £1.99. It was a bargain and hardly any lorry drivers. The place was really clean – much to my surprise – and the toilets had flowers and hand cream.”

“Good grief Mother, you’re making it sound like Harrods. What was Betty doing, dragging you to a place like that? I hope she came here and walked with you. There are a few roads to cross to get there. You know what your eyesight is like. Crossing roads is dangerous.”

“I am well aware of my eyesight limitations, thank you very much, Debbie.”

I was beginning to get a little angry. She was talking to me as if I were a child, incapable of making my own decisions, or even of crossing a road. I didn’t feel like putting her straight about it not being Betty. I don’t have to tell her everything.

“Anyway, I’m thinking about getting one of those scooter things, so I can get about a bit better.”

“Why do you want a scooter? You don’t go anywhere. Have you talked to Emma about it? What did she say? I’m not sure you’re safe to drive a mobility scooter. They cost money, you know. Hundreds of pounds, I expect. You’ll never get your money out of it. Where will you keep it? Has Betty got one? Is that why you want one? It will be a waste of money.”

My head was beginning to buzz. Debbie was voicing all of my initial concerns that I discussed with Bill over breakfast. So I understand her point of view, but what I could do with is some support, some positive spin. Not all this backchat like I’m stupid. Why do people think that losing your eye sight and your hearing is linked to losing your intelligence? I’m not a child. Okay, I get a bit forgetful at times and some days I just can’t think of a word I need, but everyone has days and times like that.

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