The next morning (it is the next morning today!), I wake up and read the comments on our first Canadian vlog.
Your mum is seriously cool
(I know.)
#Feministwarrior
(I know they mean Mum.)
#MissDave
(So do I.)
I love your relationship. It’s like you are mother and daughter but also friends.
(I think we are.)
Bit ungrateful Millie! Hang off the tower! Good old Mum!
(I do regret it now. And yes, good old Mum.)
Thanks for my road x
(Bradley!)
Basically, my mum is a powerhouse, I am pathetic, and Bradley is lovely.
There. Right there. That’s the feeling that makes me feel guilty, that’s the feeling that makes me confused. And that’s the feeling that I have when Cindy says, “It’s time to go and see your boyfriend, Millie!”
It’s time. I get out the present that I’ve brought Danny (a multipack of his favorite chips), and we get in the car.