This morning I walked to nursery carrying my handbag, a scooter and a nursery bag.
I was holding the hand of a very pretty little girl who was making a very not pretty noise.
In fact it was so not pretty I am struggling to describe it.
It was a fake crying-sulky noise along the lines of
'euggghhhhhhh eughhhhhhhhh ...... '
She did stop briefly when her friend was describing a poo she found in her back garden.
Otherwise, it was unbroken for the whole eight minute walk. Obviously I got no funny looks along the way.
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