I’m jittery tonight. Katie and Jess are both driving (in two cars) to pick Si, Katie’s dad and their friend up from Gatwick. So both my babies are on their way round the M25, in the dark, with no real clue where they’re going. And Jess is in a Fiat 500 so basically a tin can. I’ve told them all that I thought it was a bad idea, just to be told I was overreacting. They got a taxi there, why the hell couldn’t they get a taxi back?
