bichoose (bichoose) wrote,

Sunday 14th March 2010.

Today in England is Mothering Sunday two Mothers have spent most time in my mind today as i hovered around the kitchen, glass of Chardonnay in hand oven glove on, peering into the evening meal...Multiple tracks of UB40...hanging around the lamp light.
A unknown Mother on a bus,whom lambasted her young daughter no higher than a grass hopper at the time, about the pain of giving birth to her and she should be grateful for such, there was nothing about the glory of being fucked, perhaps that was not the case. Those few seconds of speech have been in my mind since the day they were uttered mushrooming into my thoughts on such times as this.
For some reason Linda, whom i once new, a luver of UB40....whom died in a house fire quite some years ago, the year a blur, the reasons are not for print..but perhaps her favourite track..." Please Don't make me cry "..says it for all Mothers Today. Did the three fates..?? Yesterday in an open door throw such visions of her as a reminder not to forget....perhaps so.


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