Monday 5 December 2016

Urgent need of 'good mother' potion

Anne Marie Scanlon

Published 09/01/2012 | 06:00

EVERY Saturday morning during term time, I arise at an ungodly hour to bring the young master to drama class.

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By design, my friend Molly's daughter Kate is in the same class, and, as soon as we've pushed our respective children through the door of the parish hall, Molly and I sprint to the local garage for coffee. By the time we get there and queue up for our caffeinated beverages there's little time to actually drink them (without risking second-degree burns to the tongue), but we don't care. The coffee isn't the important part -- it's being child-free for three-quarters of an hour that matters.

his week, as we approached the garage Molly indicated a woman paying for petrol and muttered, "I bet she's a good mother."

The woman was wearing the "good mother" uniform -- knee-high boots with a wedge heel (not too high), an A-line denim skirt and a thin-knit polo neck sweater topped by a sleeveless gilet (puffy-jacket). I tried this get-up once, back in the days when I was attempting to at least look the part. I cannot even begin to describe how ridiculous I looked. if I'd gone out in oversized spotted pants, too-big shoes and a red nose I would have appeared less ludicrous.

The woman's little daughter was equally well turned out and had her hair in some sort of intricate plaits that, by rights, only a qualified hairdresser should be able to do.

What time do "good mothers" get up at? I rise in the small hours yet I still don't have time to attend to my own coiffure, let alone create a "look" for my child. There's obviously some secret to "good mothering" and I'd like to be let in on it.

Quick!

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