Met Mum in the High Street today and decided to go for coffee. Opted for Café Nero (known as Café Nerd in our house ever since I misread the signage!) and witnessed, not for the first time, a phenomenon that is the modern equivalent of towels on sunloungers.
A large area in the middle of the café was totally taken up by half a dozen women each with a small baby, a large pushchair and a variety of baby paraphernalia. Despite spreading themselves across four tables they didn’t seem to be drinking an awful lot of coffee because they were too busy using their extremely loud voices to discuss the daily routines of their babies in minute detail.
They were totally oblivious to the increasing irritation of both customers who, having actually bought coffee, had nowhere to sit and of those with seats but who didn’t find the problem of leaking breasts a suitable accompaniment to their hot beverage.
But maybe this small rant is actually prompted by jealousy. Because, contrary to my own experience of taking a small baby to a public place, not one of those babies fussed, screamed or projectile vomited over their coffee drinking mother!
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