Anne Robinson has a re-home invasion by her daughter
It should have been obvious what was to come. They arrived at dusk from London, and from the various doors of their car, in no particular order, came: two cellos, a metronome, two whiteboards, a jar of black Himalayan salt, a wine-stain remover spray, two tubs of crispy fried onions, three cricket bats, two cricket helmets, two English setters, several rackets for various sports, a football, four bags of clothing, four cricket wickets, two dog beds, three dog leads, at least five dog bowls, a giant sack of dog biscuits, two cycling helmets, four iPads, two computers, maths, geography, English homework books, art material, two grandchildren – Hudson, 11, and Parker, 10 – one son-in-law, Liam, and Emma, my daughter. ...
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