Am still crying, at a recent conversation I had with my mother. This is how it panned out.
mum: can't stop, got to go out to Argos
me: oh..what for
mum: you know Mick (me in head 'no'), Terry's friend, just called, they have a laptop there for 350 pounds...have to get one for Terry.
Me: (mildly confused) oh, errr...Terry, having a laptop...why (stupid question but you will get the picture)
mum: I know, don't laugh, Mick talked him into having computer lessons.
me: (roars of laughter!!), Terry, computer lessons, what was week one 'Turning on your computer'
Mum: **laughs** actually, pretty much that. Came home and did his homework.
Now this would be funnier if you met my lovely stepdad. He is well over 6ft and being a northerner I'll describe his hands 'like gret big shuvels'. He also sadly has Parkinson's, which greatly effect his fine motor skills...and though we shouldn't laugh we do!!
2 weeks later
me: so, how's Terry's computer course going
mum: I asked him what he did this week
me: and...
mum: him and mick sent emails to each other
me: whilst sat next to each other
mum: can you imagine it.
me: yeah mick goes 'did ya get that Terry' terry goes 'ahh, the one that sez hello terry'...
mum: don't....
me: I expect a facebook friend request by Friday....
Am still waiting.
