The TMI Files. Like Mother (not) Like Daughter.So I'm butchering the front hedge yesterday arvo (ie gardening), and a couple of tall, lanky lads come wandering on down the road.
And what does Magilla do?
She starts jumping up and down, waving and shouting out: "Hi, boys! Hi, boys!"
I could have died with embarrasment. At least when I behaved like that I had the excuse of half a dozen scotches.
And the lads? Well, they laughed and waved back.
I got told after they had moved out of sight that they were her friends.