Today, Dear Ole Mum dropped off a bagful of possibly-me-shaped clothing, some with the store tags still on, to megpie71 while I was at work
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Li'l bro wasn't spoilt, exactly, but he had a lot of physical energy and not that much in the way of emotional dampers. He was always the one who got my hand-me-down clothes and never left anything wearable (or sometimes even recognisable) for our youngest brother.
He also tended not to think before 'borrowing' things and then wrecking them in short order - minutes to hours, usually. One time, despite having been told that he most definitely could not borrow my tennis gear, he did so and then randomly decided that a steel pole at the local tennis club needed to be beaten into submission. And hey, he was holding a racquet...
He may possibly have started to get the hint after I subsequently made him gut his own savings to replace the wrecked gear. Especially as I then hung it up, prominently displayed, in my room, and never once actually took it down to play tennis with.
Even coming up to 30, he's still pretty boisterous, although he eventually turned his unending energy towards athletic and academic achievement, and is shortly due to complete his doctorate.
But yeah, wild child. If it can be climbed, swum, run along, hit with a bat, eaten, drunk, smoked, driven, attended, befriended, dyed, styled, read or researched, he'll have done it six times before you finish saying "Maybe we should think about this first." I'm honestly surprised that he's so far remained tattooless, addiction-free, and has yet to be bailed out of any lockups (to the family's knowledge).
Argh, now I'm torn as to whether I should get him interested in tattoos... so much potential sibling-revenge material when one party doesn't have much in the way of self-restraint :)
I mean, he'd be thrilled with the idea, I'd get endless amusement that his first six would probably come from Shaky Freddy, and either way it would absolutely mortify our mum - wins all round!
He also tended not to think before 'borrowing' things and then wrecking them in short order - minutes to hours, usually. One time, despite having been told that he most definitely could not borrow my tennis gear, he did so and then randomly decided that a steel pole at the local tennis club needed to be beaten into submission. And hey, he was holding a racquet...
He may possibly have started to get the hint after I subsequently made him gut his own savings to replace the wrecked gear. Especially as I then hung it up, prominently displayed, in my room, and never once actually took it down to play tennis with.
Even coming up to 30, he's still pretty boisterous, although he eventually turned his unending energy towards athletic and academic achievement, and is shortly due to complete his doctorate.
But yeah, wild child. If it can be climbed, swum, run along, hit with a bat, eaten, drunk, smoked, driven, attended, befriended, dyed, styled, read or researched, he'll have done it six times before you finish saying "Maybe we should think about this first." I'm honestly surprised that he's so far remained tattooless, addiction-free, and has yet to be bailed out of any lockups (to the family's knowledge).
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I mean, he'd be thrilled with the idea, I'd get endless amusement that his first six would probably come from Shaky Freddy, and either way it would absolutely mortify our mum - wins all round!
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