She and her DH were at the counter selecting the twenty handmade artisanal chocolates which would cost them twenty quid when their DS who looked to be about six slid off the high barstool behind them onto the floor despite him being watched by his teenaged sister who reacted immediately.
He made a bit of a thump going down but didn't cry and the DH went straight over to check him BUT I was absolutely appalled that after a brief turn of head this sorry excuse for a mother just continued to concentrate on the merits of salted caramel, lime, rum and coconut, kirsch, strawberry and champagne pistachio, peanut butter, limoncello and amaretto chocolate instead of assisting her husband with their potentially but not upset or injured offspring. Spme people!