Just popped to the shop. On the way there an oldish man was staring at me from the other side of the road and all the time he crossed over. He was with his wife. When he got to my side he said to me "Why do you think you can walk along with your head held high and smiling?"
I said "what?" with literally this look on my face. To which he said "How can you pregnant single teenage mums look so pleased with yourself? You'll only end up on Jeffery Kyle(whoooooooo?) when that baby is born trying to find out who it belongs too."
I went pretty mad and had a go at him telling him I hadn't been a teenageer for 3 years, had been married for nearly 2 and that he should mind his own fucking business and untuck his trousers from his socks.
I also told his DW to get a divorce!!!
I am so , ed and