The Anonymous Widower

Kids-Free Zones

I can’t see what all the fuss is about! I’ve never ever had a problem on an aircraft with other people’s children, except for two thirteen year olds, who wouldn’t even take notice of the stewardess.  But it was Olympic.

Now I’m a widower, who has also lost a son, which means I have no contact with my well-behaved granddaughter.

So don’t knock it! I must admit though, that I do avoid certain restaurants at certain times, but that’s not the kids, it’s the buggies.

February 8, 2013 - Posted by | Food, Transport/Travel |

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