A genius even then

7 Aug

I came across this sorting through my mum’s things. It was a card I sent her one birthday. If you can decipher the writing (and I admit it’s a bit of a job) I’ve no doubt you’ll be dumbfounded by the sheer creativity and humour of my 12 yr-old self. My mother’s name was Rosemary, but growing up her brothers called her Roan. (In fact my eldest bears this as his middle name).

Anyway, the first alien is building up his nerve to introduce himself to Roan, who he’s taken a bit of a fancy to. He’s heard she’s quite clever, and suspects she’s got high standards. So he’s nervous, and getting a bit of advice from his alien friend, Bleep. Unfortunately Bleep does one over on him at the end. Sucker.

Where did this come from? Absolutely no idea – it is wonderfully random. I suspect it came at a time in my adolescence when I was pretty desparate for my mum to meet someone, anyone (even someone not of this planet, apparently), who would take care of her. Unfortunately It wasn’t to be.

The house is full of this stuff. Through all the heartache it’s these kinds of memories, blasts of irredescent sunlight, that keep me going.

That, and remembering just what a genuis I was even then. ;<)

3 Responses to “A genius even then”

  1. Simone August 8, 2011 at 3:17 am #

    Yep, you were a flingin flangin genius alright!
    that is PRICELESS.
    x

  2. bsouth August 8, 2011 at 7:36 am #

    Brilliant. Will you remember me when you’re published and famous?!

  3. mothersalwaysright August 8, 2011 at 7:29 pm #

    This is absolutely brilliant – I have no idea how you haven’t already been snapped up as a cartoonist on a leading broadsheet. My favourite one is the bit where Bleep gets a walking stick out. Genius.

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