Last night in the company of our good buddies Mr and Mrs Folly, at out first outdoor evening this year, the talk turned to teenagers.
I am, as you may know Dear Reader, the proud possessor of one of these creatures. The Child is a pretty typical 19 year old boy (I want to say man but can’t quite bring myself to do it) in his ways and habits. His conversation is little, the hours he keeps are erratic and he has been know to gaze into the fridge for minutes on end as though expecting who knows what to suddenly materialise in front of his eyes. But it is within his own domain, his bedroom that he shows his true teenage colours.
The carpet which was once a light beige (foolish choice in hindsight) is stained and dirty – it has been variously vomited on, spilled on and there are some marks which I dread to identify. There are X Box games, receipts, bottle tops, litter and all manner of other things which seem to have taken up permanent residence on the floor and there are things under the bed which may have come out of the ark. I venture in in my laundry fairy guise and half heartedly pick up bits and pieces whilst trying to hoover the small part of visible carpet. TG and I thought it was really awful and can’t wait until university time in September when complete fumigation can take place. Well, that was until we saw Miss G’s room in this picture which is possibly the worst mess I have seen in a bedroom.
Observe if you will Dear Reader the complete lack of visible carpet and the heaped piles of clothing. See the bed, oasis like in the desert of discarded stuff (and yes there are two bodies in said bed!). How she finds anything at all is completely beyond me. Her mother has threatened to lock her in there after her exams until it is tidy and I fear we many not see her for many weeks….
She does, I think, knock The Child’s room into a cocked hat.
**I should mention that despite being incredibly messy, The Child and Miss G are two of the nicest teenagers you could come across. I am immensely proud of my boy and Miss G is turning into a fine young lady (and no, no money changed hands!).
**I should also point out that she gave me this picture!