As a mother, I imagined myself somewhere between Mary Poppins and Jules Oliver. You know – growing my own courgettes, laughing whilst covered in mud, possibly having my own kiddie clothing range… that sort of thing. But unforeseen circumstances have thrown me far from vegetable patches and spoonfuls of sugar. I am currently a single mother, living with my parents. And this New Year, I am in need of a major detox. What am I detoxing? Daisy’s father, Nick. New Year is a time to diet. Mum is losing weight and Dad is having a bicycle-clip clear out. My detox is my feckless, irresponsible former boyfriend. Alex and I will never work out if I can’t cut Nick out of my life. But how can I, when he’s Daisy’s dad?