All right. It’s the thought that counts. For nice rather than nasty mothers, there is no such thing as a bad Mother’s Day present. A bunch of daffodils in a hot little hand, a hand-painted card and a cup of tea in bed is just adorable, and consider yourself lucky to get it. But for older offspring or those with a bit of help from their father, here’s a steer for proper treats.
The Mother’s Day offer in the shops is usually premised on the notion that what mothers want is something pink, usually prosecco and chocolates in red or pink. Plus roses. And anything retailers can describe as pampering, a word that brings me out in boils. The Mother in that scenario is altogether unrecognisable. Forget all that and bring on the good stuff.
