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.