I am afraid I have to share something rather unpleasant with you today. I would suggest you pour yourself a stiff drink, lock the front door and then take a seat before you go read any further.
Are you comfortable? Good. I’ll begin...
It was in the café at Marks and Spencer. Myself, the Significant Other and the two small round faced people were enjoying a quick snack during some shopping. When I say “enjoying”, that is perhaps to speak figuratively (t least in my case). I think “tolerating” or perhaps “enduring” might be more accurate. The Baldy Boy was screaming his head off, the pram had fallen over, and the Cheeky Girl was gallivanting, uncontrolled amongst the legs of tired shoppers clutching mugs of boiling hot cappuccinos.
Eventually – and it was a struggle of epic proportions - we got them under control, and I settled back.. My daughter had been enjoying a cool glass of milk which she had not finished. I thought that it might be the very beverage to revive my tired body. So I took a long draught from the plastic cup.
Unfortunately, during the mayhem, my wife had poured my son’s Baby Formula Milk into a lukewarm mug of water. The glasses were identical. Guess which one I picked?
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15 years ago
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