Mum

I'm becoming my mother. It's inevitable.

I find myself screaming in horror each time I drop a teaspoon. I laugh uncontrollably when people fall over, and I have a penchant for baking extravagant and fattening cakes. I believe in things that most people think of as nonsense, like gluten intolerance and aroma therapy. I fucking love The Beatles. I sing obnoxiously and dance whether there's music or not. Bum-wiggling is a key dance move. I take great pleasure in embarassing those around me. I swear like a foul-mouthed sailor.

Thank goodness my mum is awesome.