Mother: So I’m coming up on the Thursday
Mother: And you’ll meet me at the train station.
Me: But, you’re coming up by car…?
Mother:…I know, remember what we said?
Me: I’m getting déjà vu….I thought we agreed you’d go straight to your hotel?
Mother: But I don’t know where it is.
Me: Well then you use a map.
Mother: Can’t you meet me at the train station…please?
Me: I’ll be working, unless you arrive at tea-time and you don’t want to arrive in Oxford at tea-time…Anyway, why the train station?!
Mother: Because it’s signposted. I can find my way to the train station.
Me: I cannot meet you at the train station. You will get a map and find your own hotel like a big girl.
Me: Mother. Trust me, you can do this.
Mother: But the roads are busy
Me: Yes .
Mother: And I don’t know Oxford.
Mother: And you do.
Me: Yes. But I won’t be in the car with you.
Mother: Exactly. So you’ll meet me at the station then won’t you?