‘Let us do our own washing, we want to!’
says Oscar Hather, now back at home with mum Michelle
My girlfriend and I moved back into my parents’ house – me for work and Nic because she wanted to swap her rural hometown for London. It’s been enjoyable but tricky at the same time, and if I could give a few pointers to boomerang parents they would be: First off, laundry. Although I won’t say no to clean clothes appearing in my bedroom as if by magic, I still pine for the independence of sorting my own laundry. Let us do it, we want to!
Next, accept that we’re no longer children. I would say, treat me like an adult, don’t remind me to squeegy the shower door or take my keys as I go out. And try to resist helping me pack for my holidays – yes, I’ve got my swimming shorts, passport and suncream.
And maybe the trickiest one of all – the bedroom I share with Nic. When I was younger it was exciting tiptoeing around my parents, but now we need private space. Always knock on the door – it gives us the confidence that we won’t be interrupted when alone!
Developing my independence was probably the best part of university. I don’t want to give that up, but I see this as a chance to develop a new, lasting relationship with my parents as an adult, not a child.