"There have to be some privileges to being your mum," she retorted, smiling. "I'm glad you get on although I can see why she could get annoyed. After a day of work I wouldn't have been happy if I'd tried to spend time with you, your brother or your sister and somebody else had been there having fun and not letting me do my thing. Toby is her son, not yours, love."
"I remember. Work has been your father's mistress for a long time," Ginny chuckled. "Now what else have you been doing? We'll give your father a bigger ego if we keep talking about him."