....make of the title what you will, but it realy has been a strange day!

Mum arrived at 11am and we had tea and I made her a sausage sandwich, and just over an hour later we were on our way to town. Mum has to go via town anyway to get back home, but I also wanted some stationary bits and pieces and another look at the evening gowns in TK Max. Saying goodbye to Mum just outside Sainsburys I made my way, firstly to W H Smiths for some things, and then onto Superdrug for some more things. It was raining, intermittently but I decided I would indeed take the quite lengthy walk down to Max's to check out the gowns again. I found a gorgeous white tuille, netted gown embroidered with glittering black beads, full length with two underskirts, one of which was stiffly netted, all for the princely sum of £50 (I would have payed double this in Debenhams!) and a realy gorgeous black satin evening bag by Suzie Smith!!....all sorted....or so I thought...
Everything seemed normal untill 10 miniuts into my bus ride home I noticed a red Clio car in the middle of a busy junction not far from town, wanting to turn right. I also noticed it was a learner!!..Now the lights on our side were on green and our bus was going at about 25 mph with nothing a head apart from the then distant car at the junction. The only thing was the car stayed at the junction, right in the middle of it, infact, and our bus driver had to slam on his breaks but it was too late!!!! With screaching tires we slammed into the little car with an expleative from me of "S**T!!!" and very briefly I had a flashback to our bus crash in the Chinese mountains, in a head on collision with a huge lorry. I still pray to God to this day, that I am still alive after that horrific incedent in 1995! Anyway I saw the poor girl get out in a fit of tears, and our bus pulled into the kerb so our driver and the young ladies instructor could swap insurance details. Also we had to wait for a replacement bus, which was about half an hour, and we all had to swap busses. Before this however, our driver, visabley shaken wandered up and down the bus asking if anyone wanted to volenteer as a witness. The bus had about 20 passengers and not one was prepared to volenteer, which I thought was quite discusting so I was the only passenger to volenteer as a witness to the crash. I hardly dought it will go to court though as no-one was injured, thankfully!
On getting home I was still quite shaken so I phoned Mum for a chat and told her about the days events, but after a cup of much welcome tea, I relaxed a little enough to try on my new evening gown. The dress fitted me perfectly, which I doughted as it is a very fitted size 14, but its like it was made for me, except its about two inches too long. Fortunatly though my Mum was and still is a fully qualified tailoress and seemsstress so taking my gown up an inch or two will be a piece of cake for her. At 5pm my phone rang and unexpectdly it was my Mum again....
"I have just had two of my front teeth fall out while I was eating" she lisped!!
I wanted to giggle, but she was realy upset becuase she said she looks awful now because the teeth were at the front! I just said not to worry, keep the teeth and go and see the dentist as soon as possible so he can make a mould for a couple of false ones. She did say one of the teeth had actually broken off, and if this is the case she will have to have the root extracted or it could get infected. Now I have had both a root extraction and a root canal filling and belive me both are not pleasent, but are over qucikly so I may have to go with her when she has the extraction done to make sure she is ok.
Its been a weird day folks...but my only problam now is what to cook for dinner tomorrow as Mum is coming and I dont want to cook somthing that is going to be to taxing on her teeth...something simple with dollops of mash, methinks!

h.g.w.
Vix x