Hard-working mums throughout the country are looking forward to a day of being pampered and waited on today, after spending the past 364 days organising, budgeting, ferrying, cleaning, shopping, cooking, repairing, cajoling, reassuring, flattering, smiling and generally being taken for granted for the benefit of an idle brood and their father.
‘I’m hoping for breakfast in bed, a long soak in the bath, lunch cooked from ingredients I didn’t have to shop for, and an afternoon watching telly or rereading Fifty Shades on my own,’ said Briony Sanders, 39, of Carshalton.
‘But I know the reality will be business as usual, except they will be spending a good chunk of my household budget on buying an overpriced meal in a crowded noisy pub, where I will still be on peacekeeping duty and doing the ordering. Don’t they teach them irony in schools these days?’
However, Briony said she would probably grin and bear it, because at least it showed they had bothered to remember the occasion and book a table. ‘OK, I suppose I did end up doing the booking myself, so I’m my own worst enemy,’ she said, ‘but otherwise it would be like last year when we drove round a dozen pubs trying to get a table while they all became increasingly bad tempered.’
Asked what she would be doing for her own mother, Briony said, ‘I sent her a card and some flying flowers. She’s always very grateful for that and says I shouldn’t put myself out.’