Here’s a warning to younger readers. You might now be thinking that your lives are glamorous and exciting, and that the world is your low-calorie oyster. But there will come a time when you will hear yourself saying the awful words, ‘Lunch at the garden centre? Ooh, I’ll look forward to that.’
‘Do you want me to pick you up?’ said my little sister Debs.
‘Don’t be silly,’ I said. ‘You haven’t got a car, have you?’
‘Says who?’
‘Says me.’
‘Well, it’ll be a nice
