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clothes. My friend Sarah’s cast-offs are the most
favoured items in my wardrobe. As someone who is
not very adept at shopping I should probably pay Sarah
to buy clothes she likes, but in her heart-of-hearts
knows she won’t wear, then she could just pass
them on.
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I’d like to mention my children. I hope they know
that I love them even though I yell sometimes.
At the eldest because he continues to leave his
wet towel in a heap on the floor, despite my saying
many times it won’t dry there. Every time I say
these words I feel like somebody’s mother and then I realise
I am somebody’s mother – three people’s in fact –
and a lot of time is spend cajoling them into eating
breakfast and making star charts and when I’m not losing
my temper I try my best to be positive and encouraging.
And I wonder how did this happen? Sometimes I find it hard
to make the jump between then and now.
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