I love my hippy Mum

Really I do. I love that she was a real life hippy in the 60s; she had long long hair and burnt her bra. And that is cool.

But I really wish she'd immunised me against stuff. Like mumps, and measels. And I wish she'd had my tonsils taken out when, aged 10, I used to get tonsillitis every few months. Because now I'm 27 and I still get it every year it's no fun. And they won't take them out now. I was looking for a picture of what my tonsils currently look like on Google images, and would seriously advise against it.

Anyway... any babies I am blessed with in the future will be on the receiving end of any medical advances doctors want to throw in their direction.

(PS - she's no longer a hippy, but don't even get me started on how difficult it is going to be to find a 'non-stuffy' wedding outfit)