Over recent days several important family phone calls have happened that often take place at this time of year.
Mum phoned me and just HAPPENED to mention there is a Simon Callow thing that looks quite good.
A day later I phoned mum to ask IF she was coming down to London around her birthday in December, could she CONFIRM the date.
Mum phoned back to CONFIRM what date she would be coming up to town around her birthday. I am pleased. Mother also happens to mention that I should call my sister to find out what she wants for Christmas.
Dad phones to tell me about some funny pictures he has caught while on a trip to France (well done, dad):
I phone my sister to find out what she wants for Christmas. She has no idea what she wants for Christmas, but informs me that she has already bought Mum's birthday present and one of MY Christmas presents. I panic slightly. Sister also goes on to outline what The Wonderful Nephews want for Christmas.
I call my bank manager.
Mother calls to ask why I haven't told her what I want for Christmas. I say I will think about this.
Some time later I call sister back to find out what she is buying Mum for birthday and Christmas. Sister demands to know what I would like for Christmas. I say (somewhat triumphantly) that I actually have a LIST. Sister is pleased but on top deck of bus with a five year old who is apparently trying to 'encourage' OAPs to join in his game with a plastic dinosaur, so cannot write a number of highly detailed and specific items down. OAPs appear frightened.
I am required to email my Christmas wishes to the females I share my genes with. In practical terms, this means emailing it to the members of the family who DO have email addresses; eldest nephew and father.
IN SUMMARY: This could all go horribly wrong and I will get socks again (although, if mother is involved, they are likely to be fairly awesome socks).