On the way home from school today we were listening to the radio. Suddenly ‘Knowing me, Knowing you’ came on. I raised the volume and the girls and I started singing along. For some reasons songs always sound so much better when they are unexpected.
From the back came a lone voice of protest. It was ignored. Then tears. Then more complaints.
“You don’t care about me,” wailed Leo. “You just care about your stupid music.”
I was mid-chorus when Bea turned the radio off.
“We do care about you,” she said.”But this song is only on once, and you, you’re on all the time.”
Then she turned the radio back on and we went back to our singing. You’ll be pleased to hear Leo has recovered from being ignored by his mother for 45 seconds. A record I think, but Abba songs just have to be sung aloud to.
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2009