The meeting was at four P M in some really posh restaurant.
I topped up my lippy and dropped the lipstick into ‘my’ handbag, before taking my first step outside.
And a very nervous step it was.
“Now remember what I said about getting in and out of a car.” Mum said as I opened the passenger door.
“Very good.” she grinned.
I fastened my seat belt as she reversed out of the drive.
Mum talked me through what I should say and shouldn’t say.
“Where possible, just redirect any awkward questions to me…
and don’t but in,
don’t argue and don’t answer back…
I’m your boss,
not your mother.” she said.
“And if you need the toilet,
make sure you take your handbag,
and make sure you use the ladies, and…”
“I know…
make sure I sit down.” I interjected.