DS and I had walked to the Post Office this morning, which takes about 20 minutes.
All that is on this little parade of shops is the Post Office, a small Boots and a doctor's surgery.
As we apporached the shops, DS (4) suddenly annouced he had a tummy ache and needed a poo.
No problem, thinks I, there's a doctor's surgery. It's not my doctor. I went in and asked the receptionist (a young lad) if we could please use the loo. By this time, DS was doing the toilet dance. The lad said no we couldn't.
We ran accross the road to Boots and asked and the lady was very apologetic and said it wasn't possible because of the drugs (fair enough). DS was unusually polite and said 'I'll be careful' which made us all smile, but is irrelevant.
DS was about to explode so we dashed back to the Dr's and I took him behind a bush which was sort of the side of the building, held him up and he went. It was just watery so no chance of picking it up as you would a dog poo.
When he had finished and we turned around, I realised there was a narrow but tall window into the waiting room (which was empty) and the lad at the reception may well have seen.
We walked off quickly.
Was I wrong? Was there an alternative?