The Muffin NabberLeave a Comment
I had a shared moment with a stranger this morning over a muffin. There we were enjoying a not serene but close’ish coffee with the kids, when he swooped. Nabbed an orange and cranberry muffin and was gone.
Fiendish Fred was his name and muffins are his game. Fred’s mum was embarrassed and apologetic… “What for?” I said, “We have one too…” She knew at a glance what I meant. Social norms, dos and don’ts are not Rose’s strong point either.
This week we have been on our annual visit to Centerparcs, not for the snobs amongst you, but for our family and 1.4 million others last year, an inspired winter holiday. Swimming and bike riding everyday, Rose and Ned’s activity version of ice cream parlour and sweet shop rolled into one!
Fred’s family come for the same reasons we do, no stigma, no judgement, Fred likes the way the ‘Holiday House’ looks the same every year. His mum is relieved to find somewhere with well organised and inclusive fun, just like I am.
As I say, not for the snobs amongst you, but if you have a child or grown up with a disability Centerparcs is an understanding destination. Or if you wanted to produce a documentary on tattoos the tropical swimming paradise is research heaven.