Grown up

Returning to Bristol from a business meeting in Northamptonshire, I stopped off to have a quick meal with Rio in MIlton Keynes. I picked her up from outside the factory in which she works, then we drove to a pub for food and a glass or so of wine for her. She looked so grown-up, businesslike and mature. The family dynamic is changed now that she works for a living and lives away from us, so that when she is in her own or a neutral environment, we are adults together: she is not a child at all.

It was a strange proud shifting moment, to realise that at last we are equals.

:o)