Dear daughter,
Granted, I am quite a bit older than you and that I am not as firm as I once was… Yes, I know that you do spend a fair amount of time in the car being shuttled around and you don’t make much of a fuss about it, and there’s not always that much to look at; but I’d like you to know – in the kindest possible way – that it is not necessary to remind me on each and every journey, that as I drive over speed bumps, holes in the road, etc, that the skin on my arms and legs “wobbles about like a jelly”. I realise that you think it’s hilarious and something you feel I need to know about but I’m here to tell you that I’m happy enough not hearing about it….OK? Good. Glad we’ve got that sorted now.
