I love my mum.
And dad. I rang them tonight and got an adorable "OHHHH, hello BUDDY!" I love his voice when he gets really excited. And mum, mum, the cute woman who blabbed the entire phonecall about what to wear to my 60s birthday party. White stockings, apparently.
Want to know a secret?
Mum went to the Beatles concert when she was like 15, when they came to New Zealand, and she wore a dress with Paul McCartney's face on it. She and her friends had Beatles teatowels and put those faces onto dresses. She wants me to put the Beatles on my dress for my party, bless her soul.
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