'Don’t eat with your mouth open….only a horse chews with mouth gaping……..don’t talk mouthful …take your elbow off the table…sit up straight don’t hunch back’.
Someone is reading the Riot Act from the next table to her somehow unsettled kids at the coffee shop. My eyes have been following this family like a hawk. Me and my busybody amid half-term table manners or drama more like!
From bored kids who run around uncontrolled in the supermarket aisles to noisy kids at family fun day at the local gym. I’m not complaining___ I once had kids you know…just saying. As parents we’re still unsure
what to do with our kids during half-term. You would think a total different activity might be a good idea from the usual- bowling, McDonalds, KFC (pls don't take your kids there, horrible place!), a day trip to the seaside, swimming, and the library. Ahhh
_______the least favourite place _____don’t ask me why! They sit there chew their pens/pencils between sneaks on their nintendos. Let’s just agree anywhere away from home will suffice or so you think.
Listen, these kids would rather be with their friends at school than spend leisure time at home with their parents. Again ___don’t ask me why! Teach them how to cook for a change.
Let them 'play cook', make chocolate cake something simple like ginger house cake nothing complicated. And let them tell you stories, yep! Read good interesting books with them. Kids don’t like half-term or long hols stuck at home.
My busy body eyes are still fixated on this family. I crane-looked in their direction smiled back sheepishly at lady barista with newscaster smile perpetually fixed on her face who has blocked my view thankfully
she swiftly walked past. The little one in the family __the youngest poked out his tongue virtually cleaned his plate…every bits of food scraped from his plate nothing left! ‘Daniel ___you better finish u food so we start leaving
now___u hear me?’she faced her other kid, a slow eater struggled through half-eaten food. 'I kiaan finis mi food mum’….he moaned.
My male barista
with strained smile God knows how long he has been waiting with my coffee and banana cake…..’do you want anything else madam?’…….eager to rush to the next table. Back from my transfix ‘not
for now thank you’ .... just about what I could mutter my eyes barely away from the family making their way out …. very noisy exit. My drink ___my favourite ‘Tall Skinny Americano’ __large size with semi-skimmed
milk in case you’re unfamiliar with 21st century culinary terminology. I mean who cares! But there you go!!