‘I did do my eye make-up!’ My three year old granddaughter was clearly proud of her achievement.
I swallowed my first response and crouched to her level. ‘Did you, Darling? Show Ma.’
Obligingly she battered her little eye lids, showing a dash of colour on her eyelids, black tips on her blond eyelashes and only a couple of stray black smudges on her cheeks. ‘Can we go to the doctor, now?’
‘I’m sure the doctor will be pleased to see such a pretty little girl.’ I picked up my keys and hand in hand we left. No,