Oldest son came home from Uni on Saturday and I can't tell you how pleased I am that he has finally learned to cook and wants to do his own meals.
I remember very clearly the first time I went home from Uni - my mum shouted at me for going in her kitchen and cooking myself some food.
Oldest son keeps shouting at me because he doesn't like my cooker or my pans and I bought the wrong bacon.
I really wish that - just sometimes - someone would think I deserve being nice to. Just once a year would be nice.