go on do it, take your mama out all night

I went to a bar in Berlin with my father once. He proceeded to get absolutely plastered, hopped up on the bar and did his Elvis impersonation for at least an hour.

Good times.

My dad and I used to go to open mic nights, drink loads of wine and sing folk songs. That was good fun.

i don't think i've been to like a proper going out thing with parents since i was like 13.. went to their friend's houses for dinner and stuff though a few times i guess. they like that kind of thing. and when i visit my family in HK we go out for dinner all the time but then people go out for dinner all the time there! (cos food is so cheap)

My mom and I go out to visit nice house-museum type places, and we're quite the pair at scrounging around junk shops and fabric stores, and taking long drives in the car to explore new places. She used to take me to art museums all the time when I was a kid. We never go out to eat together, I think it's because we're more comfortable talking in the car, not face to face. I became convinced that she hates fun this past summer when I was visiting and tried to get her to come to the local (lovely, outdoor) concert series with me and she came up with every excuse possible not to go. Just not her thing, I guess.

without paying I hope?

it's not really a special occasion always cos with just the three of us we go out alot, also my mum is not 100 percent in good health at the moment so she doesn't always want to cook.

I seldom go out drinking with my parents, though I went for a pint with my Dad last year, for some reason, I'm not sure why. I think perhaps he just suggested it.

We discuss relatives alot at dinner.

I've never gotten drunk with my dad though, and I'd sort of like to.

Anyway we go out in their small Ontario town to a bar called "Mad Trappers", which is their favourite local (one of the only bars in town, mind). I'm surprised they like it there because it turns into a proper club later and is full of young folk, but they staff love them and they come early and get their special seats at the bar. It's fun going with them there, since they bar staff are really friendly and we drink beer, talk shit and leave when it gets too loud.

My mum once came out to meet me at a pub which was a DJ night by Gav out of Camera Obscura, and sat and had a couple of drinks with some friends of mine. I don't think that'll be happening again in a hurry - 55 year old country-and-western-fan women and very loud New Order records aren't a good combination. To be fair, she said she understood why I liked it, and that she'd probably have been better if the music had been a bit quieter.

Oh dear lord, what am I going to do with them? I'm going to find out the answer to this question quite shortly. I mean, my mum will be quite happy to be taken to art galleries all day long (even though I can already anticipate exactly what she will make of the Tate Modern. "Modern art, well, it's a bit rubbish, isn't it?") but good lord, what will I do with my brother? I suppose if he wants to go to the sort of places that he will probably want to go for, then he can bloody well pay for it. Which he usually does, so that's alright. I wonder if I can get them to go to the Spanish bar, tee hee.

the funnest thing I do with my Mum? Play Scrabble!

Not to a FAP, but the aforementioned interfacing of mother and DJing was a kind of Glasgow Sinister kind of thing. Sort of. Ally C was there.

Which was when she came up with that immortal description of her son, "Faggy, but nice."