Last night was the school Halloween disco. As well as the children, the Mums In Charge were supposed to dress up in Halloween costumes too.
It was all a bridge too far for me.
'Don't worry mum,' said daughter #2 kindly. 'With the grey streaks in your hair you look really witchy already.'
Have spent an hour in Boots this morning, staring at shelves full of hair dye and thinking bad, unmotherly thoughts.