Out in the traffic
It rolled along at a moderate pace – like mothers – full of wisdom and full of care and quiet concern.
Out in the traffic, even the pace of the cars seem to have a snoozy whoozy feel.
It was a feminine day. The way people refer to ships as She and motorbikes as He – this Mother’s day had a distinct She feel to it.
Languid,soft and just a little Lazy…
I was dreading the soppy sentimental Mother of Mine songs I thought local stations like KFM would belt out but somehow that didn’t bother me at all.
Was it the balmy weather?
I don’t know.
All I know is that the lunch cum high tea with some soothing Jazz sounds in the background laid on by the Fire & Ice Hotel did nothing to spoil the mood.
What a laid-back, mellow experience at this unpretentious, quirky establishment. Find your way there sometime – well worth it, if only for one of those divine milk shakes.
And remember to do a real Mother’s Day – not one marked by a fake red rose and a guilty hug and a see-you-when-I-see-you attitude because you have to get on with your life.
No, do real things and show real love. She’s your mother.