A letter to... my supermum

As my daughter Hermione, then nine, came bounding out the door of our local village hall in November 2024, she looked so pleased with herself. Wearing her brown and yellow uniform, she was holding up

My own mum despised me from the moment I was born

First Nan, then Mum… would this cruel condition come for me too?

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