Snippets of my phone conversation with the 14-year-old one today.
“Do you have any complexes now that you are 24? I want to be a psychologist, so I’ve been reading about complexes and episodes.”
“Not that I know of, Binks.”
“What about episodes?”
“Hmm, no, I think you are pretty stable. Except you hate it when people click their fingers. That’s a bit of a neurosis. But other than that, stable.”
“Thanks for the diagnosis, untrained teenage doctor.”
“Mum and Dad are away in Brisbane at a wedding. I haven’t heard from them since Friday. I sent them a text message today from Pogo [the dog] though. I thought mum would reply faster if it was from the dog cos she talks to him a lot. I finished the text with ‘PS. It’s really hard for me to type this with my non malleable toes.’ She hasn’t replied yet though.”