A childminder lives across the road from me. I've just seen her cross the road, pushing a pushchair, with a toddler holding on, right in front of car.
The car braked suddenly but no harm was done.
Except that a girl, aged about seven, was left on the other side of the road to her minder. The childminder kept walking away, seemingly oblivious to the girl left behind, and the car driver gestured for the girl to cross.
I watched, open mouthed, from my lounge window.