Its the red button..no..no..the red one!

Y'know, sometimes I really believe our parents are fossils. I mean from one hand they are able to undertake hugely complex tasks and on the other hand they don't understand how to record a show on tv. Fossils right?

One time I was at a friend's place and I really wanted the show "Medium" to be recorded. I've already told my mum a million times you just open those cabinet doors, flick to the video channel and press the beautiful button in the shape of a red dot with the bold lettering "RECORD" on it. Simple right? WRONG.

no matter how many times I told her she still didn't know which control I Was talking about let along which button to press. And of course I couldn't remember at the top of my head what the bloody control was called, its just "that video control" you know.

"Philips?" she says
"I don't know. Its just got a record button on it. Its red and the control thing is bulky. Its grey in colour, you'll see it!"
"But they are all grey"
*shakes head on the other side of the phone.

I mean I understand that learning to record isn't the highest priority but come on, it shouldn't take so many brain cells to do it.

This time I have prepared myself. I am going to my friends house and I've written a note which clearly states:
"Mum at 8.30 just press "record" on the video controll called PHILIPS and leave the cabinet doors open. I've already set it up so your job would be easier. Just press that damn button ok? Its Medium ant 8.30. Love Ezz"

Of course I wasn't that mean on the note but I did make it easier. So if she can't do it this time I am going to name her The-fossil-from-down-under.
(still love you mum.)