Wanting to compile the Ultimate Mother’s Day Wishlist, I emailed my Mum to ask her what sort of things she would really like to receive. You know, in an ideal world. No holds barred. “Think outside the box!” I said. “You can be obscure as you want!” I said.
A got back the longest, weirdest list of things and then, ten minutes later, an email that made me so emotional, I had a little cry…
On the weird list: “a garden plant that you have forever so long as you don’t kill it off, some large boulders to make a sculpture for the Buddhist garden, a McDonald’s breakfast! Good bottle of balsamic, oooh you can get selections! A selection of honey!! New foods to try out! Oooh, Scrabble! A new look" Some Mums would like a spa session, or maybe a cleaner for a few hours. A cooker clean! Windows cleaned, or a chiropodist, a manicure" Someone to decorate a room of your house, concert tickets, a subscription to a good newspaper!” And then the email that made me hide in the bathroom for five minutes so that I could regain my composure: “I wasn?t old enough to be able to show my Mum I appreciated her before she died. I remember she paid for my sister and me to do ballet and tap, and for each concert there had to be costumes made and paid for and fabric bought. One concert my Mum said she didn?t have enough for my soldier’s outfit and I was really sad and disappointed but accepted it. A week later she told m...