Was brought about as a result of the distraction created by "The Family"that appeared in the IT cafe in Brighton (as you can read for yourself) next to me. I was happily doing a search for property in the Rio Ebro valley and not having much luck, as nobody seems to have heard of it! when "The Family from Hell "arrived, the son age 7 , immediately used me to aid his climb up onto the high stool and the mother dumped her bag onto my arm and stood with her back to me adjusting her sons seat, needless to say the cheap perfume was overpowering (perhaps Im being pikky?) the father arrived and in a loud voice announced that he really enjoyed Chitty chitty bang bang the other day. (knowing that the "Lady boys" are currently performing in brighton I didnt think that he should have announced how much he enjoyed their show) . He then went on to discuss how his son was doing at school and asking what cofee they wanted and what his son wanted to drink, I gave them one of my witherring looks and it all stopped and the father went off to get the drinks. the respite lasted about 5 minutes and the Ebro valley got even more complicated. He was all too soon back with his loud apologies for getting Latte instead of Cuppachino and inane questions as to why his son was doing what he was on the compbox. He then placed the cofee in my space! I am a very spacially aware person and was surprised, as had it not been a seven year old at the compbox the cofee would have landed in his lap, as I continued to use the mouse unaware of their recent positioning ;O)) Oops sorry! So I decided to blog my dislike of what was happening to me. The mother changed seats with the son and commenced tapping her crossed legged foot onto the structure of the table and when she got fed up with this she decided to turn sideways and kick me whithout apology.
It took about a minute for them to decide to read what I was typing with such gusto and "noisy fingers" and so they upped and left with many sighs and many comments that I have no doubt, they would have liked to utter to me, but didnt!
Whilst I am convinced that I am a miserable old bugger, I was really p**ed off by their actions as was the lady to my left who didn`t participate other than to look at them and then me and raise her eyebrow. What chance has the child got in life being part of a family that believes it is Ok to act as they did in this occasion?