It’s been a more quiet week and a somewhat more drama-free week with Arabella being on study camp. But Arabella is homesick. And that’s amusing given when she’s home she continually mouths off about how much she hates being here – We all annoy her – deliberately apparently.
Tonight is the last night of the camp. Instead of studying, they’re having a talent quest followed by a disco. There’s a Mexican theme and prizes are given for the best decorated table and the best costume. Before she left for the camp Arabella and I went to the bargain bin shop and bought a few things we thought looked Mexican. Arabella’s not a die-hard fancy-dress enthusiast so she won’t win any prizes but she will look like a slight effort has been made.
Everyone has to have a date and this is organised by the camp leaders. The first boy’s name on the alphabetical list has to go with the first girl on the list and this is worked out all the way down through the alphabet. Arabella thought she was in with a good chance of being partnered with the very gorgeous Hugo. Missed out by three places. She found a ‘love letter’ on her desk asking her to the dance. It was from a tall and lanky guy she says has bald patches and continually stares at her. She’s not happy.
And so the text messages began. The first wasn’t so bad.
‘Mum, I’ve eaten a packet of Tim Tams, 12 Caramello Koalas, a jar of Nutella and two chocolate bars all to myself not to mention all the cake they give us for morning and afternoon tea. Please remove all junk food from the house prior to my arrival’.
I might mention that prior to leaving for the camp, Arabella took me shopping on a mission to buy all the junk food you absolutely must take with you to camp. It’s just sometimes people share it. And the text messages continued.
‘Please force me to go to the gym three times a day’.
‘Mum, can you pick me up on Thursday night at 6pm. We don’t have study that night because of the talent quest and disco. And then you’re supposed to be picking me up the next morning so there’s no need for me to stay the night. Can you do that?’
‘Sorry Arabella but I can’t. I’d have to drive in the peak-hour traffic and it would take me too long to get there.’
‘Dad thinks you should stay and enjoy your Mexican night’.
‘Seriously? Does dad understand that I have to spend hours and hours going to a talent show and then a disco where everyone will be dancing except me because I can’t dance because I’ve got your rhythm? I’m not in the mood to be kept up beyond midnight and I would really appreciate a home cooked meal’.
Can you believe she’d like a home cooked meal? This camp has been so worth while.
‘Mum, I need to be fresh for drama tomorrow and ready to start early so can you come and get me now?’
I took a leave of absence from my phone.
‘And I really, really, really want to go on a run. I’ve put on so much weight with the glange and the junk they serve here. I can’t help but eat it because there’s nothing else. My lack of self-control is becoming a problem’.
‘Mum, I’ve just spoken to the boy who has to take me to the dance. He keeps staring at me. He’s making me uncomfortable. I don’t want to go with him’.
‘Earth to mum’.
‘Sorry Arabella, I just can’t come to get you. It’s too far to drive on this wet night and we’ve been invited out for drinks’.
‘Who invited you?’
‘Where are you going?’
‘A wine bar.’
‘Get maggot for me!’
‘Thanks for that Arabella. Sorry I can’t get you and try to enjoy the night. I’ll see you tomorrow morning’.
‘Sure thing. See you in the morning’.
Study camps are not only valuable for the study benefit. They are good for letting teenage girls know how good it is at home and how lucky they are to have a home-cooked meal.
And I’m so disappointed that this is such an appalling image of me. And my nose is red not from alcohol abuse but because I have the flu. But George was happy to give me a cuddle regardless!
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