Way back When

After reading a story on a Miss Understood's blog about her mum it brought up a memory about my mum I have hidden away.

The story happens in December when my brother was at primary school and doing his first Nativity play. (This is about 10-12 years ago). We were at home making sure my brother had everything that he needed for his wise man costume (how he ever got a wise part i never know), everyone is rushing about as we don't want to be late and with my mum in charge we normally are. So we all get in the car my dads driving and we make our way to where we have to park and as it was in a little village the local farmer has opened up his yard as a car park and for free, as we are running a bit late my mum decides to quick march ahead of us telling us to hurry up. Being the family that we are we follow behind knowing we had a little time before panic should set in, my mum is in front, followed by me about 10 steps behind then my dad and brother following me, I can see where we are supposed to be going but my mum is veering off to the right telling us to hurry up, I see her turn her head and before I can shout anything she has disappeared, all we hear is this almighty 'SPLASH', in her haste and slight night blindness she has completely taken the wrong direction and headed straight for the farmers pond, she appears back up facing us and there is duck weed in her hair hanging off her jacket and she is just dripping wet. I move forward to grab her and and she safely walks back on to hard group, I try to say something but just can't help laughing, she has this very stern look on her face, which I understand as "Just shut up and don't say a word" but I can't stop nor can my dad and brother behind me, after we have calmed down she takes the keys from my dad and calmly says "I will be back shortly, I'm going to get changed", we are still biting our lips except my dad and in his serious voice "Please use my jacket to sit on on your way back, I don't want a wet seat", she turns in huff and goes to the car.

So we make our way to the church and when we get in there is the hustle and bustle of a primary school play and a couple of the mums come up to my dad and ask where my mum is and us being us look at each other decide that lying in church is not a good idea so we happily tell the truth. I'm not sure whether my mum made it to the play maybe I was still laughing to much on the inside. When the play has finished we go out to find the car and my dad gets in to the seat and his first words were "I thought I told you to put the jacket on the seat", to which my mum replies "Well you can sit on it now can't you", bless if only she realised that the seat will now be wet for a few days now.

After a couple of days my mum when at home mentions that she has spoken to the farmer, on one of her horse rides and he had thought that it had been a fox that had landed in it.