On the times they are a-changing
An overheard conversation between two yummy mummies as I survey my next move at the Caversham Noticeboard
"Oh! It's the first time I've seen your new baby! What have you called him?"
"Dylan"
"What - after the singer?"
"No - the rabbit"
"Riiiight..."
(To young girl kicking her heels nearby) "Come on Florence - we're going to be late picking your brother up from school"
"Give my love to Dougal!"
Me: "Buh?"
I wish I could say I was making this up
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