Trialling a beauty treatment earlier (watch out for the blog post Mums – I’m totes impressed already!) it comes up that I’m lurching towards my 41st birthday.
‘You’re 41?!’ the aesthetician exclaims. ‘Oh my God! You don’t look it…’
‘…that’s the same age as my Mum!’
*head deflates and flies off shoulders, zooms around in circles before landing in a crumpled pile on the floor*