…and your sons, for that matter.
There has been a complaint. About me. My crime? I, Marsha Klein stand accused of disseminating unsuitable reading material to under-age children. How do I plead? Well, guilty – no point in denying it -but, in my defence, I will say two things:
1) I didn’t even give the the book to my daughter, she borrowed it from a friend. The fact that she then passed it on to another friend (whose mother complained) was nothing to do with me either, your Honour;
2) It was only a Jilly Cooper* novel, for God’s sake, not hardcore porn!
I would like my previous good character and community work (years of jam-making for playgroup jumble sales) to be taken into account. Case for the defence rests.
I’ll pack my things now and enter the Anne Robinson Correctional Unit for Unfit Mothers, where I shall await your verdict.
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Blogosphere, my fate is in your hands.
* I haven’t actually read any of Ms Cooper’s oeuvre (ooh, get me!) so I’m not actually qualified to assess its suitability for a 15 year-old, a fact which didn’t go unremarked upon by my accuser.