Why mummy drinks - Gill Sims

Welcome to Mummy's world...

It is Mummy's 39th birthday. She is staring down the barrel of a future full of people asking if she wants to come to their advanced yoga classes, and polite book clubs where everyone claims to be 'tiddly' after a glass of Pinot Grigio and says things like 'Oooh gosh, are you having another glass?'

But Mummy does not want to quietly into that good night of women with sensible haircuts who 'live for their children' and stand in the playground trying to trump each other with their offspring's extracurricular activities and 'achievements', and boasting about their latest holidays. Instead, she clutches a large glass of wine, muttering 'FML' over and over again. Until she remembers the gem of an idea she's had...