The missing maid breezed in this morning at her normal ten-minutes-late time. Pressed for an explanation, she conveyed that her son had been taken to hospital with chest problems – we think tuberculosis, but can’t be sure as this may have been words put into her ‘Yesses’ by Much Better Half.
Questions as to why she didn’t let us know were met with smiling non-communication. Methinks a written warning will be appropriate.
She really is good at getting one’s goat, so here are some more of the one I used yesterday for her to have a go at getting – just kidding.