Reflecting on the weekend and the toilet and hatrick faux pas, it bought back memories of many years ago in Margate ……..
Jack was 2 and we’d holidayed at Butlins in Margate. We had an adventurous week and a few things stick in my mind but especially the following:-
The time I took him to the loo and then decided to go myself. Jack as impatient and ingenous as always, worked out how to manouvere the lock mid pee. Cue me, stopping flow (which after kids is difficult) and chasing after him whilst pullimg up knickers and jeans before he exited the hotel.
On another occassion, we were queing up in the hotel shop, to pay for a new fishing net. Suddenly I heard Jack saying “Yeah. catch” and turned to see he had placed the net over the head of a little girl and was reeling her in. 18 years ago and nothings bloody changed with catching women and then letting them off the hook