Nothing like missioning to the shops spending ages getting the stuff you need, trekking to the ATM for cash and back again and then… and then… leaving the bloody bags behind. It wasn’t all bad, I’ll shortly be spending a small fortune on the Jolly Phonics Learning Reading System in a last ditch attempt to be a good Mummy. So, those six weeks of recovery from my op will be spent earning many many many good Mummy stars.
However, my eloquent boss has made an excellent point. I pay exorbitant school fees, so what is the overpriced snob school going to do to help my child? Guilt at being a bad Mummy is fading as righteous indignation raises its beautiful raging head.
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