I was having lunch in the garden with a friend when DD 15 asked if she could have a lift to somewhere 15 miles away to meet some friends.
Me-no, I'm having lunch
DD- but everyone is going
Me- can you get a lift?
DD- no one has room
Me- I'm having lunch with my friend
DD- God, why did I even bother asking. I knew you'd say no..
Me-More like I always say yes, and for once I'm saying no
She has stomped upstairs in a sulk. Am I a mean mum to think it's quite funny? Does it make me the worst mum ever? Am I bothered? 
