Lies, damn lies and teenagers

Do you remember the days when your kids were biddable, easily bundled into a car for a day trip, could be bribed to do anything with sweets or Lego, still occasionally listened to what you said, and didn’t call you a “nob’ed” or reply “your mum” to every question, plea,

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Blast from the past

Blast from the past   As I looked at my teenage daughter, with a mix of despair and pride, I quickly realised she is a lot like I was as a teenager. Except she has the confidence to be in your face about who she is and how she is.

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