Sunday, June 10, 2012

Bad Manners......

Yesterday we were 'oop north in the big city to pick up our daughter, and all her belongings, as she finished her 2nd year at Uni., and will be moving into a new house in September. Thankfully, she had spent some of the previous week packing up and condensing all her stuff into manageable and liftable boxes and cases and so emptying her room was a fairly quick and painless event. Half way through the process another set of parents arrived to pick up their daughter and introduced themselves to us as
  '......' and '.......' and  I didn't share our names (me and the mister) with them......just said hello ..only later did I realise how rude I had been!
Anyhoo.........................
We are now back home and so beginneth the big unpack/laundry/find somewhere to put all this stuff and there is stuff everywhere, but it is lovely to have her home for a short while.

13 comments:

Steve said...

Nothing wrong with being private plus, as Peter O'Toole said in Lawrence Of Arabia, "My name is for my friends".

Nana Go-Go said...

Making my heart ache for the times I did this with my eldest (although, to be honest, it was an out-and-out pain in the arris, all that shuffling to and fro!). When he came home, I used to stand in the kitchen doing my ironing while he played his guitar in his bedroom above. Whenever I hear 'Blackbird', that always reminds me of that time coz that was one of his favourite pieces.I was such a sap then, I used to cry all the way back home along the M9 after we'd dropped him off! Enjoy girlie while you have her around, Libs and good luck for her return in September.Exciting times for them.

libby said...

Steve...thank you..I feel a bit better and less rude now.
Nana, I love that song and thanks to you and your smashing comment I have just enjoyed it on youtube...no you were not a sap back then...just a mom like me who misses her kids..sometimes!..don't you have a wedding coming up soon? x

Kelloggs Ville said...

It won't be giving names or not they remember it will be the tone of your voice and whether there was a friendly smile on your face. The polite connection is made long before words are uttered.

libby said...

Kellogsville...absolutely.

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Is the big northern university city Sheffield by any chance? Recently when we went to move our daughter between flats in Leeds we were horrified to discover she hadn't "prepped" for the day at all...but of course we didn't tell her we were less than happy about that.

libby said...

Not your beloved Sheffield YP but Liverpool University...and we had warned her over the previous week or so to do a bit of packing between the studying/boozing/exams/partying/and whatever else it is that they get up to.

About Last Weekend said...

I'm sure you were never rude. Agree with Kellogsville, there are so many other preambles that mean so much as well.
How lovely to have her home, get that washing machine cranking! (we are in the process of teaching our kids how to use the washing machine, it's all Greek to them, strangely enough)

libby said...

ALW, the rain has not stopped so the tumble drier is on constantly with all the washing we have done...which is a shame as I do really love hanging washing out to dry on a line....I guess that makes me a bit weird but it pleases me.....good on you getting the kids to use the machine...how are they with the hoover or emptying the dishwasher?

Curry Queen said...

I'm sure you weren't rude - just distracted. And I know how you feel about boxes of stuff....one of mine came home from a holiday last week and 24 hours later, the other returned from Uni. I haven't been able to see the kitchen floor since!

libby said...

CQ, it is sort of lovely to have mess and noise again though isn't it? in short bursts only though!

sensibilia said...

It's lovely to have them home, and all the mess is just part of the fun. Nothing as sad as a spotless empty bedroom with just a few mementoes in it (says she who yesterday was in that place).

Ref the parents, everyone is so stressed at these sort of times - I am sure they didn't even notice!

Marcheline said...

I've always been rubbish with the introductions, either I can't remember the name of the person I'm supposed to introduce, or I wait in vain to BE introduced and never am, so I've basically taken to sticking my hand out there, introducing myself and letting everyone else fend for themselves. If someone doesn't introduce themselves to me, I just say, "Sorry, didn't catch your name...?"