The Favourite Child
An endearing bouquet of Sunflowers, Veronica and yellow Roses, more than enough to fix your place as the favourite.
“No, no, sit down, Mam, I’ll make the tea. And I’ll come over more often, too. How ‘bout you, me and Da go on a trip together this summer, just like the old days… Oh, and I’d love more potatoes please.”
You know she wants to hear it but you don’t necessarily want to say it. Chill, we’ve got this. Say it all without saying anything at all.