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| | Guardian Unlimited | Columnists | Barbara Ellen: Keeping mum |
 | | One of the most terrible sounds in life must be your own mother laughing at you, the way my mother laughed at me when I told her about my second pregnancy, 10 years after the first. |
| | As an old mum, people still visit, but they tend to sit there, guffawing rudely, doing quick sums on their fingers, calculating that you, Old Mum, will be approximately 400 years old and probably sitting atop a commode by the time you get Barbie-minor through college. |
| | More than anything, I will yearn for the days when my friends and I would sit and giggle at the antics of old parents in the park (always trying too hard, pointing out squirrels and suchlike, when any normal person would be sitting quietly, smoking their way through the family allowance). |
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