Dinner for some
May 04, 2020
3 minutes
TEXT SUZY BROKENSHA
We were standing waiting to pay in the supermarket. My daughter, then about three, had been keeping up a slow whine for some time already – apparently, she desired to eat a vienna sausage right at that very instant.
See, there are proper mothers, who wouldn’t dream of feeding their children vienna sausages, and then there are exhausted mothers, who just think, ah, what the hell – what’s a bit of
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