What is it about Mother’s Day that imagines lobotomised, chocolate-obsessed, flower sniffing, Harvester munching sentimentalists in need of a day’s attention from the very people who should know them best? Give your mother a break with something that’ll make her laugh or something she may actually want, or just give her a break.  She may aspire to be less domestic saint and more Stifler’s Mom – shop accordingly.

[Oh – and a much deserved happy Mother’s Day to Sheila and Celia.  X]