I had the sudden feeling of being in an anecdote told by the girls in the future. He made us choose between them and we were very young, it was awful. And Mum, remember Mum? Mum just sat there while Dad made us choose and she just did nothing. And poor Mum, d’you remember Mum? I wasn’t going to be that Mum. I mean, I can do passive as a party trick but I will not raise girls to it.
