A little more than a year ago, my eldest daughter Flo, 24, announced she was pregnant and planned to have the baby, despite being in a new relationship and having nowhere of her own to live. ‘Is there ever a right time, Mum?’ she said.
We were on a dog walk and it was pouring with rain. We ended up screaming at each other under a tree, with Flo telling me I knew nothing about her life and that everything was going to be OK. As I walked away shaking and feeling furious, I tried to pin down exactly what it was that bothered me most about the situation.
Was it the fact she was only 24? My grandmother
