And the point of this 'story' is...?
I know plenty like this - well groomed, Hermes handbagged, have personal trainers/coaches, pop off on child free holidays when it suits them, haven't the faintest ides who their kids friends are, complain about 'the help'... (jealous, moi?).
However, I do detect the sense of urgency when the first wrinkle or grey hair appears, and the gym sessions increase, as do the trips to the salons. Scared of being replaced by a younger mode I suspect.
Their lives, not mine!
I was a bit [bloody cheeky bat emcom] at the comment "not a sobbing, unkempt, food-stained wreck hovering at the centre of a bombsite, like so many other mothers I know". I never sob...