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7pm

Daisy has a fever!

I am so worried.

I can’t get hold of Nick, and there’s no way I can bother Mum tonight. She has herMamma Miathing.

Dad’s running the pub, Brandi has Callum and Laura has classroom training tomorrow.

I am totally alone and terrified.

Why does Nick never answer his phone when I need him?

Called NHS direct, and they told me to ‘keep an eye on her’. As if I’d do anything else! My eyes aregluedto her.

8pm

Daisy’s temperature is even higher! I can’t take her to accident and emergency on a Saturday night – it will be full of shouting drunk people.

Will try NHS direct again.

8.30pm

NHS direct refused to send a doctor. They said it wasn’t serious until Daisy’s temperature goes over 100 Fahrenheit.

Not serious? She is boiling hot!

9pm

Mum just phoned from the theatre. She had a ‘sixth sense’ that I needed help.

I said I was fine. Then I burst into tears and admitted Daisy was ill.

Mum said she’d get a taxi straight over, but I told her not to ruin her night.

Nick will be home soon.

9.30pm

Mum just turned up in platform boots and a feather boa. It was so nice to see her that I cried.

I said, ‘What about your night out?’

She said, ‘Abba can wait. My little girl needs me.’

10.30pm

Thank god!

Daisy’s temperature is back to normal. Mum’s insisting on staying until Nick gets home.

12am

Nick just got back. He found me, Mum and Daisy asleep on the sofa.

He’s going to stay up all night now and take Daisy’s temperature every hour. Just in case.

Sunday January 18th