VallhalaLalalalalalalalaaaaaa ·
20/12/2010 16:48
By "boyfriend" I mean the latest heart-throb, a boy from school. It'll be someone else next week!
DD1 is 15. We live in a currently snow-covered semi-rural village in East Anglia. Naturally as traffic crunches the snow down and the temperature drops, that snow will turn to ice (and is doing so tonight). The boy lives in another village, about 5 miles away and accessed through narrow country roads. As I understand it, though DD1 of course swears differently, the roads aren't well gritted - certainly there's a petition going in the village store to persuade the Council to grit the roads so I'd think it unlikely.
DD1 plans to go to the lad's house and back tomorrow, in either his father's or his brother's car. Silly girl, only last week did she get dropped off by one of the brothers and announce, "He drives like Dad!". That didn't cheer me - my ex drives like a bloody idiot - not just fast (I'm ex-motor trade, love fast cars and am a petrol-head), but dangerously, overtaking stupidly, up people's arses, you get the idea, I'm sure.
So, at least whilst there is snow and ice on the roads and no sign of thaw or improvement, I have said no - I don't feel comfortable with the idea of a stranger driving my child about on country roads in this weather.
And now I'm the meanest, most over-protective bitch on this earth, according to DD1.
Am I?