My mum

My mother is a very brave and intelligent woman. She moved over to England from her native Iceland with her three daughters when she married my step dad, and forged out a new life for herself in a strange country. She always worked hard, and then went back to full time education to obtain her A levels and then a degree in Sociology.

However, as English is her second language she often as problems with her spelling. Now, everyone that knows me will tell you that I am really pedantic about spelling and grammar, so she would always ask me for help with her essays by proof reading them for her and helping her out with her spelling. She has gotten a lot better with it though over the years, but she still struggles with it a bit.

Here is a selection of the kind of things she sends in text messages and emails:

“Good morning Sweathart, how are you?”
Translation – Good morning sweetheart, how are you?

“Yes I’m just having a class of wind and then I’m off to bed”
Translation – Yes I’m just having a glass of wine and then I’m off to bed

“It’s been tough at times, but we shoulder on…”
Translation – It’s been tough at times, but we soldier on…

“To be honest, it depends on my shit pattern”
Translation – To be honest, it depends on my shift pattern

Yes, she is a very special lady.