Hell hath no fury like a mum in a faux fur hood
As a teacher-parent consultation, it was a nightmare – but for some people, fighting is the only way they know
Bang! bang! It’s cold outside but I’m not letting her in. She’s early and I need to do my breathing exercises first. In through the nose then slowly out through the mouth … and repeat. Bang! Bang! She can wait out there until my heart rate slows, and the frenzied clamour of the day gives way to calmness. I just need two minutes to find and release the inner airbag of tranquillity that will absorb all fear … BANG! BANG! BANG! On second thoughts, I’ll let her in early.
They say it’s the size of the fight in the dog that counts. Tiffany’s mum might be small but she embodies the predatory ...