Basically thought it would be nice to treat kids to a meal in the pub as husband on lates. Cut a long story short the food took ages to come, was awful burnt kids crap and my son was causing a bit of a fuss and wouldn't sit in his high chair. Then some mums I know through my daughter's school came in all glammed up and saw me struggling to settle my son and generally having a mare. I couldn't handle it really and decided to leave without eating my food. On the way out a group of giggly girlies watched as I struggled to get my writhing son into the pushchair and found it all very amusing. I left them by saying. ''You might not find it funny either girls, so just make sure he sticks a condom on!'' Was I being very unreasonable or am I just a hormonally challenged old bat?