Sorry for the slightly click baity title. The full title is:
"a crazy day that involved annoying public transport, sales shopping, lunch with Rachel and meeting an overly chatty greek woman in a sexual health clinic. "
That's chronological order, but it's also saving the best till last....wait till you hear what unusual reason the greek lady was in for!
Today was the day that Dan and Percy set off on their little adventure to France for Dan's french grandma's (Mamie's) 80th birthday party. I decided not to go. The thought of getting a 7.15am flight from Stansted with a baby and toddler didn't thrill me. So me and Eric are staying. Today they got the train down to the midlands where they were meeting Dan's parents to travel the rest of the day together.
What a barrel of laughs that was. They needed to go from Liverpool Lime street, the buses take ages and are unreliable, so I thought why don't we drive to Liverpool South Parkway, all get the train in, Percy and Dan can get on their next train and then I can have a look in the sales, while Eric has his morning nap in the pram. We checked the train times and choose one that even if we missed it, there would just be time to get another one. I checked that south parkway had a free car park, left in plenty of time but somehow it still went wrong.
The car park was full, and Percy was desperate for a wee. Hmmm we hadn't planned for this. after circling the car park a few times, I had to just drop them off, as I wasn't in a particular hurry. I'll just park on the street somewhere, and if I miss the same train as them it doesn't matter too much. (except to Percy who is not great with changes of plans) anyway I managed to find a space in the car park...it wasn't an actual car parking space, but it wasn't blocking anyone so I took the risk, and ran in with Eric in the pram. Dan had taken Percy to the loo and there was now only 2 minutes till the train was leaving. We got in the lift to the bridge between platforms, and then, they ran down the stairs to the platform to be quicker, while I had to get the lift with the pram. They were 20 seconds too late, I was 40 seconds too late. Bums!
It's ok theres another one, in 5 minutes time, "train delayed expected 6 minutes time" "train delayed expected 7 minutes time." arghhh. We made it though, they got on their train at Lime Street. I was sad to see them go.
Guess which was the first stop of their train journey from Lime Street to Dudley?
I'll give a clue, it's a station named after a late 90's cartoon that your parents disapproved of.
(Liverpool) South Park(way)
I continued my day with a bit of sales shopping (got some slippers and earrings both 70% off- thanks for asking) and then met the lovely Rachel Goodsall for lunch, she was nice enough to change the time, last minute so I could shop when Eric decided he wanted to nap. After lunch she said "what else are you doing today?" and then I remembered I needed to go to the sexual health clinic. (Not for anything gross just to get more of the pill) So I waited in there with Eric for AN HOUR AND A HALF and in that time a slightly crazy lady came and sat next to me for a chat. The whole time I was speaking to her I thought "at least I can write a blog about this"
So I don't know about you, but I kind of thought the rules of making small talk were "not in a sexual health clinic" but maybe that is just British rules, because this lady (who was Greek) came over and sat right next to me. I'm used to a baby invited more conversation than normal, but you don't start a conversation with "aww he's so cute, is he a he? he is 3 months old?" not when the baby is 8 months old. I don't mind that you can't judge the age of a baby correctly, but if you can't get near why bother trying. she then went on to tell me my baby was a Vergo and therefore red would be his colour and he would be very connected to the earth.
If you are going to make small talk in a sexual health clinic... MAJOR RULE: DON'T ASK SOMEONE WHY THEY'RE THERE!! luckily it was just to get more of the pill so I answered honestly. I didn't ask back though, two wrongs don't make a right. She told me anyway. She was in because a game of Uno has gone wrong. You know Uno the card game where you match the colours or the numbers. She played Uno with a friend who suggested that the loser would have to drink vinegar, and it turns out drinking vinegar makes you feel bad. "I don't think they deal with that here" I said. but she said it was also a doctors too. She knew because "I heard people coughing, and I thought...that's not a symptom of gonorrhoea"
Aww she was actually a lovely lady and made that hour and a half wait a little bit less dull.
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| The pill is like the worst advent calendar ever. Even worst than the ones we used to have as children that didn't have chocolate in |
P.s There's probably a load of mistakes in this because Dan isn't here to proof read- sorry.
