That's it, it's official. I'm single forever.
I was talking to Freja, my eldest (six) at the weekend. I can't remember how we got to this part of the conversation, but she told me that I was not allowed to have a girlfriend.
"Why is it that Mummy is allowed a boyfriend," I asked her, "but I'm not allowed a girlfriend?"
"But Daddy, Mummy needs a boyfriend."
I tried to pursue this further, but Freja said "I don't want to talk about it any more", and so that was that.
Posted to Apropos of nothing by Simon Brunning at March 19, 2003 01:59 PMYou must have told her that there was little chance, so she need not worry
Posted by: El Presidente on March 19, 2003 02:57 PMBut with your suave good looks, witty repartee, dress sense, sober lifestyle and natural charm I'm afraid that Freja is in for one helluva disappointment.
Posted by: Stevan Rose on March 19, 2003 03:13 PMAre these people your friends?
Posted by: Eloon on March 19, 2003 03:16 PMWhat passes for them, yes. Sad, isn't it?
Posted by: Simon on March 19, 2003 03:17 PMThis actually seems quite fair. I recall you saying on several occasions that Freja won't be allowed boyfriends, EVER. Didn't you?
Posted by: Stevan Rose on March 19, 2003 03:28 PMNo! Not at all. Once she's thirty-five, she's allowed a boyfriend. So long as she's back home by 9:30, obviously.
It's all for her own good, you know. I know what blokes are *like*.
Posted by: Simon on March 19, 2003 03:31 PM*Nods in agreement*
Posted by: Eloon on March 19, 2003 03:43 PM