Jul
8
“No I won’t put you on the swing - go and ask your mummy!!”
Me to annoying kid in the park who seemed to assume I would happily look after him while his mother sat on her backside on the other side of the park. Torn between feeling sorry that his mum can’t be bothered and feeling that I also can’t be bothered. Obviously I was pushing Sprog’s swing, but that was using all my ‘being bothered’ energy.
