Now I look back, there are a lot of things my Mum omitted to tell me. Such as ‘Do not suffer fools’ and ‘Learn how to use an Excel spreadsheet, my girl.’ I’ve just spent a whole morning manually loading information from Excel into another document and I have cursed through gritted teeth my lack of tech-knowhow. But the task is completed, my mailing list is up to scratch and I can now get on with Any Other Business.
To be fair to my mother, she would never have heard of Excel. She’d probably have thought it was a cleaning product. However, she did teach me how to make pastry (shortcrust, puff and hot water) and how to turn a frayed shirt collar. Also, to eat an apple every day and get to bed by three. I wonder what I haven’t taught my daughters?