Last night our phone rang at 1o minutes past 2 in the morning. In those few seconds before answering it my mind raced with lots of terrible thoughts. Alex was out – had he been hurt? Dad is bereaved and frail – had something happened to him?
Of course, I was stuck in bed so had to wait for Karen to answer, and then relay to message to me. Luckily for us the issue was an administrative one: Alex had fallen asleep on the last train and had woken at Meopham, deepest Kent. He’d tried to get a taxi but none came and so he phoned us to pick him up.
Accordingly the night was one of mixed emotions – worry and anger, followed by a little befuddlement in finding Meopham, and then the journey home to sleep. I have tried to represent this in the triptych above.
Update: Alex bought his mum some nice flowers and me sweets as a thank you.
anomiepete 
Words fail me – the things kids do even when they’re grown up! I identified with your reaction to such an early phone call. anything before 9am and my heart skips a beat.
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Ah, Catherine. I’m only just getting over it!
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Same for me, bad phone calls always come during the night. I’ve fallen asleep on the bus home from work, managed only a couple of stops but it was painful; I’d have had no one to call though.
A lovely way to say thank you. 😉 aww.
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No one to call! That’s terrible Yian!
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Yes, it was during my first year on my own in London, so 14 years ago. I see it as life experiences, without it I wouldn’t be where I am. 🙂
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Lol- you should have thanked him for the phone call so you knew he was safe, then told him to wait for the first train in the morning!
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Don’t all parents feel guilty ALL the time Tanya? I just couldn’t have done it…
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Yes, but you’re just a big softy Pete!
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