Deeda A friend and I used to alternate Friday afternoons at each others' houses when the children could play together and we could chat – not, of course, without constant interruption. This was delightful because the children had fun, one house was left in an orderly state each week and one mummy didn't have to cook the children's tea each week. After they had all been fed and we were clearing up we used to treat ourselves to a glass of gin and tonic.
Imagine how I felt when I read five-year-old absentdaughter's news book. "My mummy has gin and tonic for breakfast".
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but as soon as D arrived he said "nannies going to tell you anyway so I'm just saying I hit X" !