MOTHER’S DAY

Mothering Sunday, March 30th 2025
A few years ago, while sitting in one of the restaurants, Will and Huw were talking to one of their managers about Mother’s Day.
His partner had just had their first baby. He was indifferent about Mother’s Day: “I don’t think we’ll do much. Jane* is really relaxed about things like this – she’s not really into it”.
A quick look was passed between Will and Huw, which was then turned on the aforementioned manager. The look said simply: “Are you f**king mad!”
The intervention that followed was broadly this:
Jane has had her whole world turned upside down. You’ve just waltzed back to work and she’s looking after something that comes with no manual, but she never knew she could love this much. She wonders if you’ve noticed. And you’re going to approach her FIRST EVER Mother’s Day in the same way you approach Valentine’s Day?
ARE YOU F**KING MAD?
On the Monday after Mother’s Day they both received a two-word text message:
“Thank you”.
What we’re saying to you, our dear Hawksmoor customers, is this:
Make a fuss of mums on Mother’s Day. Of your children’s mother. Of the mother figures in your life. And, for goodness’ sake, do not, under any circumstance, forget to give your mother-in-law a nod too. (She’s still not certain about you, so a little recognition will go a long way.)
If it serves you, book a table at Hawksmoor – we’ll help make it special. But even if not, take time to show someone how much you appreciate them.
* the names have been changed to protect the innocent.