Picture this: a day without the relentless demands of motherhood—no school runs, no meal-prepping, and no kids in sight. Imagining this well-deserved “me time” already makes me feel guilty, but it’s fun to picture being selfish sometimes. You don’t get to be selfish as a mum.

Now, toss in unlimited cash and guilt-free spending, and you’ve got me dreaming up the ultimate fantasy day. Can a single mum revel in pure self-indulgence? Follow me as I unveil the secrets of my kid-free fantasy in my favourite city. Any guesses where we are going?