Thank God it's Friday
Tuesday Phone Mum to update her on the housing situation, but there's a staff meeting. I need to break the news about this amazing place soon because the deposit is huge. When she rings back, she tells me about the finance meeting she had. I don't mention houses, rent or deposits.
Wednesday Mum phones after her governors' meeting. There are concerns about cars parking outside her school - a potential danger to the children. Mum, there's loads of space to park cars outside this house I want to tell you about - which mans I won't have to walk the dark streets when Icome home late (from college, that is). I could take my car with me next year. You don't use it much, do you, Mum?
Thursday I speak to Mum after her performance management meeting. We've seen the house and it was horrible. But there's a flat over a solicitor's, down a smart-looking cul-de-sac in a perfect location (for our favourite night spots, nowhere near campus). We're going to look tomorrow. There won't be space to park the car, but it has five big bedrooms, a lounge and a dining room. So we can sit down to proper meals together. When we eat properly.
Friday Mum rings when she gets in from a fundraising dinner at school, a success thanks to the hotel next door. A good time to ask for the deposit on our chosen home for next year. First, she asks me for a favour. Can I come home next weekend to look after the dog while they have a weekend away? I agree, on one condition...
Kate Bindotti is a student in Bristol. Her mother is a primary head in Plymouth