The working day has run on longer than planned and I find myself still at work at 8pm. I’d been meaning to visit my mother all day, either popping out at lunchtime or on the way home. Now it’s so late I’m in two minds. Perhaps she will have gone to bed already. I’d better ring her first.

Read more: http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2007/apr/14/familyandrelationships.family8