I must have been standing in front of the cards for about 20 minutes.


‘I love you mum’, read one. ‘Best mum ever’, said another. ‘Mum I’d be lost without you’ – oh no, no, no.  Every sentimental line or cartoon of hedgehogs hugging makes me feel awkward and icky and shameful. 


I am estranged from my mum. I send her a card out of a sense of duty and a need to keep the peace.  But the loving offerings here on the card stand are all wrong for us.


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