The Taming Of The Queen*

“Tanya, I’ve done a bad thing,” Mum says, looking distressed.  “I’m afraid it’s your fault.” I’ve just surfaced from a sleep in the car.  We’re on our way to Abroad. “What’s happened?” I say. “I’ve forgotten the Marmite,” Mum says.  “You were meant to remind me and…” “I can’t believe you’ve forgotten it,” I say. […]