I have to own up to the fact that when I asked my son to draw a picture of me for The Lovely Book, it was so dreadful, not his drawing but his portrayal of me that I was too vain to put it in the book. I looked like a devil possessed. In that moment I was in a bad mood it has to be said so he got it right. And the worse thing was he was really looking at me and studying my every line and crease. So maybe I was wrong to not put that one in…
So on a cheerier, day I asked him to do another pic and he did this one. Look at my stomach?! But it is fair, it is how I look to him, and yes my stomach does stick out a bit. But my hands are not that big. I don’t think. But he sees them as big and I am using them all the time so maybe in his life they are big.
And my girls made me look like an animal lover with bags under my eyes and a suspicious sideways questioning look.
The magical beauty of kids is that they tell the truth even when it is not asked for.
Look at my hair!
The Lovely Book for Wonderful Women published by Pinter and Martin comes out on the 7th of May 2014 and can be found by following this link.
An Italian friend of mine the other day told me she would like to learn English, as she said ‘Her English was really dirty’ I paused and asked her if she was sure she meant ‘dirty’? She said she didn’t know. I told her that ‘dirty’ wasn’t quite the right word. Unless she was trying to tell me something else in front of her child and husband. I think not. I am learning Italian, admittedly I know quite a lot already but actually it is one of those things where I thought I was really good. In fact when you live in Italy, as I do, you realise there is so much to learn and I am not that good. Sometimes my brain hurts. Sometimes I say things that don’t make sense, in Italian, I know it and the person I am talking to knows it.
So I bustle on, like the taxi driver who does the ‘knowledge’ in London, I am in Italy am expanding my knowledge of Italian and the part of my brain that could have been shrinking I hope is growing. Things I want to learn. One song on the guitar. At least 5 songs on the Ukelele. To play a concertina. Enough to run away with a gypsy troupe and sound passable. To play the piano. Other than chopsticks. Who wants to listen to chopsticks, I mean really….
I also realise that in my head I am saying that I will learn the Ukelele when I buy one, and that I need to buy a really good one, and that takes time…oooh. I have been saying this for years, we have a guitar, I can learn that. I have just busted myself for procrastinating. So it seems, I would like to learn how to play some music. So would my Dad, who is 72. They say learning new things keeps your brain active, helps you live a healthier longer life. So, what are you going to learn? And would you like to join me in making a band when I am 70…?
The Lovely Book for Wonderful Women by Lehla Eldridge is available from May 7th 2014 http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Lovely-Book-Wonderful-Women/dp/1780661606/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1398165863&sr=8-1&keywords=The+Lovely+Book+for+Wonderful+Women