shut up and stop embarrassing me, mum

Mini-Bertha has gone to bed (when she runs out of energy, she just takes herself back to her docking station and has a good old rest, bless her), and big Bertha has gone, too. Rebecca Bryan got left behind in the university, so now it's just me and a large spritzer and some chocolate.
It has been an exciting day for Bertha. Not only did mini-Bertha get an outing, but she took delivery of a very large washing machine, as well. Unfortunately the washing machine is flashing up an error code, which isn't in the instruction manual (which actually got read from cover to cover, honestly), so she has had to email the engineers. Bertha is keeping her fingers crossed that it's nothing serious.
It has been an equally exciting day for Rebecca, although sadly for her, Amy showed up at university as well, and filled an awkward silence before the workshop began by talking over-excitedly about her new robotic hoover. The other students gave a kind of shut up and stop embarrassing me, mum stare and Rebecca cringed internally whilst maintaining an outward calm.
Must remember in future to try to only be Rebecca in university. Amy simply is not cool; she likes to talk about lipstick and names her household appliances. Deary me.
Kids were all crazy and shouty and over-tired by the time I got back, but lovely, and didn't seem to care a jot that supper consisted of carrot sticks, hummus, salami and chocolate muffins (stop it, they had chicken curry followed by some kind of pie for lunch at school - and Amy was trying to save Bertha excessive washing up).
Have to go now and read 'The peculiar sadness of lemon cake' for next week's book club. It's very good, so far...
Night then x