Going back to my Mums is something that brings out mixed feelings for me.
Since pros and cons lists have been on my mind lately this is one for going home.
Home cooked meals - ones that have flavour and more than two veges, which is more than I can say for mine (unless you count tomato sauce as a vege)
My Mum - who is the best mum in the world, hands down (fact)
Someone who does my washing - just one of the things that makes her best mum (Don't we all regress a little when we go home?)
My baby - I have been told by Bennett I am not allowed to call him this anymore but surely he will always be my baby, and this is not to his face so it doesn't count
Real fires - I love a real fire, not a gas one or a heater but one that uses real wood, there is something so homey about it
Coronation St - my mum is a fan, it does not go missed
The worst shower in the world - I LOVE showers, I can barely start a day without one. My mum's shower is like an old man dribbling on you - unbearable! Baths do not get the day started right
No civilisation - my Mum lives in a town approximately the size of a 50 cent coin. This bores me to tears at times
Being surrounded by people who like to garden, drink wine and do other over 50 activities - there is no one my age at my Mums, I get a little bored with the activities they deem interesting.
That said, nothing beats a little time at home. I love my Mum and the day when I can't go home and complain about the shower will be a very bad/sad one