“I know I probably won’t become some rich or famous artist or designer but…
I fancy doing something I enjoy whilst I can.” I told her.
“Anyway, there are loads of web design jobs going…
after A&D I might do a programming course or something.”
“The world is your oyster.” Mum smiled.
She sipped her drink. I sipped mine.
She lit another cigarette and placed the packet and lighter between us.
“Help yourself,” she said.
“Thanks,” I replied but didn’t take one.
Mum talked more optimistically about moving her business forwards after losing her biggest client.
It wasn’t going to break the bank as she has plenty of other paying clients,
but she needs to pull her finger out and get the ball rolling.