Wednesday, 13 July 2011

MissM : update!



MissM
Hello!
I have arrived in Warsaw safely.

MrsM
Hello!
Is your hostel nice?

MissM
Yes!
Have you seen my ticket?

MrsM
What ticket?
Your INTERRAIL ticket!

MissM
Yes!
I can't find it.

MrsM
We will just check your bedroom.

MissM
Thanks!

MrsM
D found it.
In the bin!

MissM
Oh!
What do I do next?

19 comments:

  1. I'm not sure I'd survive a gap year.

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  2. Oh! Oh! I can't stand the excitement. When will we receive the next installment? This must be what it was like waiting for the next Dickens' chapter!

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  3. When Mr DC and I went interrailing I left all our Belgian currency on the kitchen counter. It was supposed to last us for the first four days - we did have travellers cheques but had to make some serious cutbacks in our activities. And it rained.

    One of the most memorable holidays ever! Hope MissM's is just as good.

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  4. I'm having palpitations and it's not just the coffee.

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  5. I think daughters do these things to keep us on our toes.

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  6. I lost our ferry ticket home for the end of our interailing trip. I somehow managed to get us on the ferry anyway... if only I'd told my mum the correct day we were arriving (accounting for the overnight ferry)then she wouldnt have had to panic when we didnt get off the ferry..... oh the joys of travelling before mobiles etc...!

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  7. I'm sure some of those exchanges are worth more than a single exclamation mark....

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  8. In the bin. Snort. Just imagine if you had been super-organised, and emptied them as soon as she had left.

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  9. Stay in Warsaw is the answer to that one I think! Good lord, the worry!

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  10. Crikey, talk about heart stopping!

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  11. fortunately filling in insurance claim forms was in my version of the parenting manual. Luckily I had nothing else on at this particular moment ....

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  12. AnonymousJuly 13, 2011

    whoops! I nearly posted our train tickets with some postcards when we were in Copenhagen last week, then my husband thought he had lost some others just as we were about to get on the train. Typically he had just put them in a different pocket. We had both failed to remember that we had very sensibly made copies of all our tickets and put them in a safe place.
    I am 42 is this the beginning of the end?!
    I do enjoy your blog.

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  13. MrM to the rescue thank goodness, not the first time, won't be the last.

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  14. Oh, horrid memory of getting a post-dated E111 form filled in (well, I did have a friend who was something high up in the service) for a son who was by that time (pre-EU) in a Spanish hospital with a broken leg. Parenthood allows you to know with certainty why every grey hair is there.....

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  15. MissM has the best parents, doesn't she?

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