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[pint_of_bitter]

Mum's been and gone yet again, and as usual in a snit at me. She's still on about that idiotic gala and how she's the only one she knows whose daughter isn't going, and why don't I have a date, and how it looks incredibly bad that I don't want to go, etcetera, etcetera. Oh, and if I don't find someone else to take me, she'll come here and drag me there herself. Worked herself up into a right proper fury, this time.

I hate when she does this. Not least because it causes much extra unnecessary inconvenience to yours truly in trying to wriggle my way out.