2, She laughs at me. Not in a “point and laugh” kind of way, in a “you’re funny” way. Even when I’m not being funny she laughs and pretends that I am – that is love people.
3, No one makes a brew quite like my mum. Its always strong but sweet and her love of china cups always makes adds a bit of something something. Always has a biscuit or two in.
4, She has excellent taste in men, she’s the only other person ON THE PLANET who fancies Max Branning.
5, Even when it turned out that her first born child was ginger, she still brought me up and loved me like she would a normal child. What a woman.
6, She’s one of the cool mums. My mum is a babe. None of this elasticated skirt and twinset malarky, she still shops in Topshop – but manages not to look like mutton dressed as lamb.
7, I laugh at her. Sometimes in a point and laugh kind of way, but mostly in a “you’re one of my favourite people in the world and you make me laugh till I can’t breathe” kind of way. We have the same sense of humour which makes for lots of laughter.
8, No matter what my crazy, mental idea, she always, always, always supports me (except for the time when I was about 8 and I wrote her a letter to say that I wanted to be a famous singer, and that my age shouldn’t stand in my way because Michael Jackson and Donny Osmond were only young when they started singing and look how famous they were! Only flaw in that plan was that I can’t sing to save my life. #CRINGE)
9, She’s taught me so many things in life, aside from the trivial (but important) how to iron, cook, sew etc… she also taught me that “you only get one life”.
10, Don’t care how uncool it is, my mum = my best friend.
* she may be a tiny bit older than 21
** proper want to bust out a guitar and sing Mama right now.