AS the saying goes, "A son is a son till he takes him a wife, a daughter is a daughter all her life."
No-one is feeling that more acutely right now than Victoria Beckham. But she's not alone.
My own experience of witnessing my mother's pain and confusion as her son slowly became more isolated from us, his blood family, was, and still is, dreadful.
Things all start off rosy and then, bit by bit, the relationship gets chipped away to dust.
Contact becomes so fleeting that conversations about that person stop because it's all just too painful to keep dredging up.
My brother and I now send a cursory text once a year to wish one another a happy birthday – and we only do it to keep my mother happy.
I last saw him at her wedding in 2018 when we walked her down the aisle and the next time will probably be in that same church on a far sadder occasion.
Victoria and David are facing years of anguish unless Brooklyn steps up and takes control.
I've gone past caring when it comes to my own brother, in my eyes the pain and upset he has caused my parents is unforgivable.
But for my lovely mum and dad, the enduring love they have for their son will never dissipate.
Brooklyn has made his feelings crystal clear, just like my brother. His family is now his wife.
I'm sorry to say it but Victoria and David, and Brooklyn's siblings, have got years of heartache to come.
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