'You might be interested to know I can buy you with my points!!!'I clicked on the link she had pasted into the email (I love the fact that my parents are frequent and confident net users: they even have matching laptops, bless them) and was amused to learn that my book is available for delivery to Nectar customers. It's a bit odd that they call it a "treat" ('how to get your treat!') when, you know, it is just a "book", but hey, it's nice to see that all those Sainsbury's customers can get their hands on it too (especially since the supermarket itself doesn't stock it on its shelves due to its explicitness, the cowards).
Obviously I am hoping my mum won't be one of those making a purchase though. A while back, when I went to collect a box of books I'd left at her house, my mum told me she'd picked one of them up and read its introduction (where I mention fingering a man up the arse, my desire for group sex, and my favourite past-time of masturbation, amongst other things) and I almost vomited on the spot. Open-minded though she might be, there are just some things you don't need your mother to know about you, or vice versa... Ugh.
But she made me laugh a few months ago when she said to me:
'You're not the first generation to fuck, you know.'I love my mum.