Wednesday, June 18, 2008

First Love, Big Fights

Danny Boy is now well and truly in the throes of first love. He tried to follow my advice and remain cool but, as we all predicted, he fell fast and furiously. Daisy phoned him and asked him to meet her at the village fete at the weekend. His first date! He was very quiet on D-Day morning when Lurch drove him to meet her. Lurch came back, looked at me and said 'my poor little cub! my poor little cub!'. Apparently he was a bag of nerves. I went to pick him up four hours later and he'd calmed down considerably, had a lovely day with Daisy and they were standing grinning at each other. He chatted about her in the car and said he just really enjoyed feeling a deep, close bond with Daisy and that it wasn't physical!? I repeated my mantra of 'you're very young...' whilst remembering Lurch and I calling him the stealth missile because, as a baby, he used to climb out of his cot at night, in his sleepsuit, and elbow his way up our bed so that when we woke up he was always the first thing we saw, cuddled up to us.


Of course, it nearly didn't happen that way because guess who got in on the act? The Terminator, with his nose for trouble, managed to find out that one of the dinner ladies at his school is a friend of Daisy's mum and knows Daisy. He told the dinner lady that he'd found out about her private life and that she went shopping with Daisy. 'How do you know that?' she asked 'because she's my brother's girlfriend, mind you she's been out with the whole of the football team already!'. At cricket that night DB got a call from Daisy. I answered and she asked him to ring back. Panic-stricken he said 'shall I text her and ask her if she wants to dump me?' I told him not to and when he spoke to her Daisy told him that her mother was furious about the football remark and was thinking of sending her to an all girl school! The War of the Worlds has been narrowly averted for the time being.



I also have a brand new crush, as of last week. Move over Didier Drogba! His name is Lord Karan Bilimoria and I spotted him on the final 'You're Fired' of The Apprentice. What a gorgeous man; suave, sophisticated, educated, empathetic, handsome, successful - you name it, he's got it. I'm none too pleased with Lurch at the moment. I think I've been spending too much time blogging and not enough reading the paper. He's been sniggering since I referred to the UN Secretary General as Banky - he informed me that he was not actually a relation of Nana or Alfie but that his name was Ban Kee-Moon. Anyway I'm finishing this blog on a high, with a picture of the lovely Lord KB, just in case you haven't seen him before.



12 comments:

GoneBackSouth said...

Oohhh the agony of first love. My son says he's got a girlfriend but he's only 6. I don't think it means quite the same thing.

Stinking Billy said...

Oh, God, mama, not another bloody David Tenant? He doesn't look as wimpish but he sounds just like another cardboard cut-out. "It's getting a bit chilly in here, pet. throw another couple of posturing ponces onto the fire, would you?" ;-)

goodbyetoallfat said...

Hi Blogthatmama,

Thanks for your comment on my blog yesterday. Welcome to the blogosphere.

I will add you to my blogroll of "other" blogs (ie non UK and non weight loss blogs that I read) later today or tomorrow, as soon as I next update my blogroll.

Best wishes,
Sharon

rosiero said...

Ah bless ( about your son, not Lord B - though the latter does look rather tasty!!)

Inthemud said...

Ah! Young love! Not easy! But we can't hold their hands forever, they just have to get out there. hope it all goes well with Daisy.

Like your taste in men.

Now back to proposals- you're going to have to tell me about yours even if it was quite boring!! Oh Go on, please!!

Milla said...

In a terrible rush here BTM but HAD to say how impressed I am by all these photos and things illustrating your v witty blog so perfectly. Well done you, blimey!

KittyB said...

Oh first love, how agonising. Poor lamb.
That chap looks a bit effete to me, but how about Clive Owen as Sir Walter Raleigh in Elizabeth the Golden Age. I saw it last Saturday and was transported. Swoon.

LittleBrownDog said...

Oh, young love - the ups and downs and all-encompassingness of it all... So glad that's old behind me now. Give me a flannelette nightie, bedsocks and a mug of cocoa any time now...
V entertaining read.

Mean Mom said...

They grow up so fast, don't they? I can remember my middle son having a girlfriend when he was only 10. He's still looking and he's now 23!

blogthatmama said...

GBS Mean Mom is right they grow up so fast, before you know it...

Billy I have to say there's nothing cardboard about Lord KB, he's gorgeous - I think you're jealous...

Hello Sharon, Little Brown Dog and Rosiero I'm enjoying your blogs.

Inthemud I'll do my boring proposal soon! Thanks Millax

KittyB - have you heard Lord KB speak? He's all man and I don't want to tread on your dreams but I once saw Clive Owen in a nightclub in London (heady days before North Yorks!)and it really put me off because he had an absolutely gigantic bottom!

elizabethm said...

Oh no, I can't stand men with gigantic bottoms so you have ruined Clive Owen for me.
don't envy your older son venturing into first love with his younger brother sniggering away behind him, poor love.

Mae said...

You been tagged:

1. Post the answer on your blog.

2. Pass this tag of love to another precious person.

3. Please let me know when you done.