I admit that in my ‘previous’ life I was the LEAST tolerant of pram pushers IN THE WORLD! Who the hell do they think they are taking up all the pavement, blocking doorways while they struggle to get through it (and blocking all help, everyone trying to help but can’t get round them to hold the door), expecting help to get up and down steps….the list goes on. All of which got on me nerves, I must add I always helped but if there was lots of help I might not have been the quickest I will admit, ahem?
Now on the other hand, I am that pram pusher and boy have I changed lol
Walking home tonight I was on a thin footpath\pavement with nowhere to go but forward, a hawthorn hedge to one side a main road to the other, and a cyclist shouting behind me “excuse me” I didn’t respond because I walk very quickly and a junction and plenty of opportunity to pass me was fast approaching, and also its a footpath\pavement and he was on a bike. He shouted abuse at me for not moving out of his way, as he eventually lost patience and risked his life in the road, again I didn’t respond because I am in the right!
I have to say though, that the above is rare, most people show so much respect for me as I walk with Reagan in the pram and Jack by my side through Middlewich every night that it makes me feel a bit guilty, but people change…me included….
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