Maybe we didn't shout enough to wound his gentle senses?
But something somewhere failed to cause enough intense offences.
And now we have the credit crunch and money is very tight
it costs a lot to support our son and continue doing right.
He likes us and our company and likes the food I cook,
I've dropped some hints and even went so far as to send him here to look.
I've tried ignoring his welfare, this demanding fruit of my womb,
but the little git won't DEFOO us,
so we can't rent out his room ![]()
This is not meant as a swipe at the folks at Free Domain Radio. Anyone who has read my blog will know by now that I have a non conformist attitude to family and relations. I have pointed young son at said website and he has found it interesting, but he knows which side his bread is buttered on and DEFOO ing is not an option. Ah well...
For those of you who are uninitiated into the new terminology DEFOOing is when someone decides to separate from their Family Of Origin. De - Family Of Origin
It used to be called disowning, but it used to be more common from the top down approach whereby aggrieved senior family members would cast ne'er do wells (or non conformists) out into the cold cold snow, never to grace the inheritance list or be mentioned in wills again and to have their name struck from the family bible.
These days it has been re-invented and the poor odd bods are wresting power for themselves by doing before it is done to, and in some cases even where it wasn't going to be done to.
Our family unit has DECOOd (De - Country Of Origin) which has achieved similar effects without us having to deal with flack from 'close' relatives as they are no longer 'close' in any real sense of the word.
We all get on better for a few thousand miles between us I find ![]()
ianrthorpe
I understand your predicament. We have a nondefooed son too - and a daughter who though currently working in France will be bck with her Foo should the recession deprive her of summer work.
What can we do, we love them but the long anticipated freedom seems to be disappearing over the horizon with its arse on fire.
Ian