Yesterday. Lunch. Hambleton Hall.
Now you see why I am getting married there.
Like the good blogger I am, I took photos. We had a private table, nobody saw. It's fine.
Today. Customer. Small child.
I don't have children, i don't want them, they scare me, but i have watched supernanny, and i know that if your child was in a flower shop and it was squeezing all the flowers, you should just tell it to stop. Don't reason with it, don't ask it, don't give it a choice. Just no.
Otherwise the owner of said shop will chop your little child's fingers off.
I am one of those women, no matter how many times you tell me
"I was just like that until i got married and being a mother is the most fulfilling thing I have ever done"
I'm not all deep and meaningful like you, I am selfish and shallow.
I can be fulfilled with flowers, the love of a good man, The Hound, gin, Michelin starred restaurants and presents.
I won't really chop their fingers off, I' ll just smile sweetly and think it.
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Which is exaclty what I do when mu kids drive me homicidal. I just imagine all the terrible things I would do to them if they were just born before dr. Spock. It helps.
Every now and then I yell (as any good and self-respecting Italian mom should do).
And if they just dare to misbehave in shops, well, I disown them. And tell them. In any of our minority language, so that the shop owner won't understand and call the police.
Now, what i really wish is having a whip at times. But dr. Spock is against. And Nanny would too, I suppose.
Love the food porn photo's, the food looks fantastic.
I still think the food and atmosphere at The George is hard to beat - which is why I got married there last year!
Love you Miss P.
Duly noted - will keep the boy away from les fleurs next time we visit.
He does love to squeeze my roses so perhaps I'll bring him in straight jacketed.
Children and food porn definitely don't mix - these days we only eat things that wipe up easily.
Yep, chop their little fingers off. I don't have any, I don't want any, either. I am, however, a teacher, so I spend a LOT of time with them and, you know what? I tell them, "no" all the time. Some of them, I think I am the first person in their life ever to say it to them...
I enjoy the idea of looking the parental unit straight in the eye and saying "I make great espresso, and I'm not afraid of giving it to your child the next time I see him/her/it unless he/she/it stops handling the flowers."
No is not a word used when speaking to children in our shop either.
So I saunter out and tell them no.
I can be rather forbidding.
There is one particular little terror who goes by the name Teddy Pickles.
I hope his parents aren't taking him across the pond this summer....
xo
yesterday in Budgens....(i know its not m&s but its close to home) two children where kicking one of the 'on offer' footballs up and down the dogfood isle...boy the cashier in there is not afraid to shout no!!!..x
Delectable work of art, getting serious withdrawl symptoms now. When can we go Miss P?
You know how I feel about naughty ankle biters. You were most restrained I thought. xxx
Crikey who in their right mind calls their child Teddy Pickles..!*!!??
I remember stopping a delightful child jumping up & down on the glass table we had in the reception, in the salon...!! ahh yes they were happy days....
That food is so amazing looking! Must have been hard not to make pornographic noises eating it!!
I am going to show it to my mister and mutter about wedding anniversaries...
I think we had our best table ever there, it was a wonderful day, perfect for the celebrations and why go anywhere else? You are fully aware on my views on parenting these days, one look should control any child- apparently mine still work xxx
Sometimes people have children for both selfish and shallow reasons. Truth.
When I was a kid, my Mother used to tell me that going out shopping with her was a privilege so I was to behave or else be left home with my Dad.
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