When I'd finished picking up the shards of glass from the safety surface and placing them in the bin (before some toddler gets a bit in their knee) and after I'd finished reading all the (newly written) urban profanities I finally got to enjoy some time with the tea pot lids

A group of 4 lads (about 12 yrs old) on bikes popped by and started saying "f*cking" etc in front of my Daughter so they got "the look" from me and later left shouting something like "posh twat" as they peddled off

But what is wong with everyone? is it me? I truely dred what these people (and their kids) will be like in years to come


And where were the parents? I suppose they were too busy drinking strong cider and shagging each other to notice where the kids had gone - not to worry though as the kids mostly had mobiles so that's ok then
