A phone conversation with my mother

My mother: Hello, so what have you been doing?

Me: We went to pick up Nell's ashes this afternoon.

My mother: What did you do that for?

Me: So that we can scatter them.

My mother: Wouldn't the vet get rid of them for you?

Me: What? Ermmm... why would we want the vet to do that? It's something we want to do.

My mother: Really? Oh. Well that's fine then. I have a lovely picture of her with you and Geoffrey* from when he came to stay. She was a dear dog wasn't she?

Me: Yes, she was.

My mother: Well, I'm going to go now because I'm going to the theatre soon.

Me: Ok, well have a good time.

My mother: Yes, fine. Goodbye.

Me (to a dead phone): Bye.

I'm saying nowt!


*My brother