Future’s choc full of sparkly fairy dresses

The other day I asked my six-year-old, Amara: “What do you think you’re going to do when you’re older?”

She didn’t even pause to think before rolling off: “I’m going to wear sparkly nail varnish, fairy dresses, eat chocolate for breakfast, lunch and dinner, have a playdate every day with my friends and I’m going to have a pet unicorn – all the things you won’t let me do!”

With an imagination like that, I reckon she’s a dead cert for the 2037

Booker

Prize. PAINFUL PM’s plight