I Hate Those Stories
I hate those stories that start "A friend of a friend said this happened" or something along those lines. Standing in the School Playground this morning, slowly freezing whilst we waited for the bell to signal it was time for the children to exit the Playground and make their way to their Classrooms, a group of Mums standing near by was suddenly brought to life when another Mum burst into the middle of them. "Oh. My. G--!" She screached. "You will never guess what a friend of mine reposted a friend of her's on Facebook." I thought I had discreetly rolled my eyes, but my own little circle of Parent Friends caught the so called discrete gesture and all immediatly hushed down to also listen to this other conversation being relayed a few feet away.