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Written on December 29, 2004, and categorized as Secret and Invisible.
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A working week for me, so far. I’ve spent 3 days in the studio writing and recording and it’s been a lot of fun. I still have my tax return to complete and submit, and I have some guests staying with me, my gorgeous Palestinian girlfriend, and her Mum.

This situation was enabled by a fabulous transaction, which went as follows:

No, your Mum is definitely not staying because I am working all week, and I need to get the spare room together, and I have my tax return to submit. So, much as I would like to, I cannot put her up.

Then, mindful of how stressful parent/child relationships can be, I said, I’ll be as flexible as I can be. But she can’t stay, for reasons aforesaid.

Then it was, maybe I can get my room together for a night, if that would be helpful. After all, I like my girlfriend’s Mum, I really don’t have any worries about being around her, or her staying in my place; and my girlfriend stays here 70% of the time. So I guess I consider that it felt quite natural. It was just a question of time and my lack of it.

Then it was, OK your Mum can stay, since it helps you that much. I will get the room ready in two days.

The following day, she has arrived. She’s staying for 2 nights. I got the room ready really quickly. Tonight we’ve been watching a TV program about nudism. We are all relaxed.

I realised yesterday, I have turned into a middle-eastern man, saying, No, No, Definitely No, Sorry, Maybe, OK, One Night Only, Two Nights No Problem.

What a bargain !

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