Daughter: Mum, mum, mum, mum!

Me: For God sakes!

Daughter: Can I get a pizza for dinner?

Me: You can if you use your own money.

She looks perturbed..traumatised, even.

Daughter: I can’t believe you’re actually encouraging me to spend the money I’m saving for my future, my very bright future....on junk food. Junk food. I’m lost for words mother, I really am.