The new tooth has arrived. After six months, the unbecoming gap in Mother’s front teeth has been filled. The wallet may be a couple of thousand pounds lighter, but the gob has been restored.
Mother has also sent for a pensions forecast, and is already looking at ways to cut the household budget to enable us to live within our future (no doubt greatly reduced) means. She is thinking of bulk buying hundreds of tins of food and non perishable goods when she can get them cheap and storing them in our back bedroom.
Think nuclear bunker without the lead lining……..