Susan Morrison: The tale of Momma Mobile and the Bounding Brat
Is it the law that other people are responsible for the safety of your kid when you are on a phone on, oh, say the Number 22 bus?
I'm only asking because I don't want to get fined or land in choky. I'd hate to get arrested because I don't know the law when it comes to a three year old boy with yellow wellies, red jumper and green upper lip leaping from seat to seat like a particularly active koala bear who'd been at the Irn Bru.
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Hide AdMum was intent on a really important conversation on her mobile. I can tell you, and I am paraphrasing here, but that Darren has been a bit of an irresponsible chap and had indulged in fisticuffs with the wrong opponent. Clearly, these are matters of state, and far more important than making sure that your children aren't cannoning into elderly people trying to get on or off a bus.
You know what? Next time I see Momma Mobile and the Bounding Brat, I might break the law, and tell her to get her own kid under control. I could wind up in Cornton Vale, but if it means a quiet trip on the 22, I'll take the risk.
You will visit, won't you?
Keep close to the school bully, George
or he'll wipe that smirk off your face
LOOK, I know he's a Tory, but why does George
Osbourne have that weird lopsided smirk with
the strange sideways glance? He reminds me of
a particularly cheesy 70's game show host, or
that boy in every school who stood next to the
bully. Tush, silly me! He is standing next to the
school bully.
And is it just me, but is that terribly nice
Clegg boy getting smaller? Every time I see
him on the telly he seems to be shrinking. Do
you think he's getting enough to eat? I wonder
if a wee outward bound course at Lagganlia
might be good for him?