We were in Carlton having coffee and cake when he received a text message... "U R a fiken blah blah" and: "what... is Bunhildas kids moving??"
Then I built her hopes up; thinking that she could think along "double income" lines; only to shoot that star down before it even made a glimmer in the sky. Yet I am the witch. Well I did come along and ruin her gravy train I guess. What a damned cheek.
This time, I decided to sit and reply to her abusive text; which I have not done previously. I merely thanked her for her concern; and pointed out that my children were not actually moving anywhere at the moment and for her future reference, I believe it is spelled "Broom-Hilda".
Strangely enough, she didn't reply...