The Big City

OK. It’s fine for other children’s parents (2 today) to phone up asking me to collect their children, or deliver their children, or whatever, even if the reason is so that they can indulge their seedy money-making enterprises in property ownership and even though I had to skive off work early today just so that I could collect my own children. It’s a bit annoying that they want me to call them back on their mobile phones, at peak rates, to discuss the arrangements. It’s more than annoying when they won’t allow the conversation to end quickly because they feel guilty and want to blather on about this and that to make themselves feel better, at my expense. Flame off.