Lighthearted thread about 'extreme' breastfeeding- where have you done it?

[Haylstones]

I know this hass been done before but feel free to contribute anyway
My most extreme places are:
bus
train
plane
circus
sea lion show
every spermarket
walking round farm park
fairground

Mine are a bit lame so keep them coming. Points will be awarded for originality, distance from home and opportunities for disapproving looks

oxo tower restaurant (window seat with panoramic views across London {smile]
Up a tree (not very high!)

Am liking sealion show

Swimming pool (in pool - didn't want to get out and have poor ds freeze) is probably the most "extreme" and as it isn't particularly extreme at all I don't think I'll get many points!

The place I felt most nervous was the registry office, DS2 was about a week old (this was 2 weeks ago) and he started yelling for food, I tried calming him every other way then realised it was a registry office, there have probably been tons of babies fed in there!!
Didn't help i had on a wrap dress so nodiscretion possble, it wasthe first time i'd fed in public in front of dp, first time with this baby (so in nearly 4 years) and there was a builder waiting too
Apart from that this time round I've done the bus, the supermarket and Matalans carpark.

in a pillbox

Pub.
Posh hotel dining room
Buckfast Abbey during high Mass.
Whilst pushing a buggy.
Circus.

Basically if the choice was having to leave or staying with a screaming baby, or feeding, the answer is obvious IMO.

Up a tree...???
Respect re swimming pool- ds is 10 weeks and I thought about it at the weekend but decided it would involve showing too much cleavage so we got out instead.
I actually remember signing the forms etc when we registered dd's birth really realy quickly so I could leave and feed her somewhere (think it was the car)

church
in meeting with mortgage broker
walking round Gap
standing in buffet of intercity train
whilst steering narrowboat
whilst reclining on foredeck of said narrowboat having picture taken by tourists

I'm going on a 5 hour train journey on Friday with dd4yo and ds 10 weeks (on my own )- am thinking this will involve some bfing on a moving train- was it horrific? I did it when dd was a baby but have blocked it from my memory

ooh thought of another one. Got stuck in a 3 hr holdup on the M5 - jsut me and three DCs. DS#2 was about 8m old at the time. DS#1 kept passing him to me in the drivers seat to feed when he started howling. Not driving at the time I might add we were completely stationary...for ages.

Have just reread my OP and obviously I meant supermarket not spermarket .
Imagine spermarkets actually existed.
Think the aisles would be arranged according to height, eye colour, qualifications, medical history etc...
Anyway I shall stop dithering and get back to the extreme bfing

Actually I fed ds on my lap yesterday whilst driving round a safari park. I also had dd on my lap and was quite impressed by my agility
Feding in the drivers seat is impressive

am liking buckfast abbey lol

outside maplins boys-tys-electronics-and-dj-stuff store on a saturday lunchtime

Interesting supply chain too, haylstones .

On my wedding day last year,in my wedding dress in front of my guests after all the photos/video malarky had been done.

Should have got the photographer to take a pic shouldn't i?

Best so far I reckon;
Up a tree
Buckfast Abbey
Sea lion show (well it is my thread)
whilst steering narrowboat
Any more for any more

On Eurostar
In the Louvre (actually on the loo in the Louvre )
Standing in a queue at the housing office
At a work conference

DD is 9 months and my most extreme places are:-
on the bus a few times - she wasn't impressed when we went over the bumps!

in a bus stop outside a busy Asda after her immunisations - she was only 8 weeks and I was so nervous

at the funeral a few weeks ago, there was definite tutting.

Not all that exciting. Now feel I am on a mission to bf in exciting places

charchargor - I have a 'friend' who made a big deal about complaining about a mother bfing at a funeral. I strongly disagreed with her attitude, but didn't say anything to avoid an arguement. Well done you for ignoring those tuts!

not extreme in location but perhaps a few points for being en masse - it was an early post birth NCT get together. In a pub, there were 2 tables close together in a bay window. one small one with older bloke (maybe late 50s or early 60s) reading the newspaper and having a peaceful half at lunch time. big table with 6 new mums and 6 new borns of which 4 were feeding at any one time. you could see the look of concentration on his face "must not look up; must not move; concentrate on the paper; feeding in public is fine these days; repeat feeding in public is fine these days". bless him. the memory still makes me smile.

The 12th century ruined Abbey on St Ninian's Isle

Numerous boats, trains, buses and their respective terminals and waiting areas

Eurostar

Whilst boarding the ferry to Shetland

In restaurants ranging from fast food to swanky.

Several churches

In Post Office queue

During a game of pass the parcel at a first birthday party

Sitting on the floor Natural History Museum in London on Bank Holiday Monday (staff were very nice and said I was welcome to sit there but would i be more comfortable in their feeding room? I didn't move because DS was screaming in terror at the stuffed animals)

A toilet that Mothercare saw fit to designate as their dual purpose lavatory and feeding room. The shoe shop area of Mothercare, for the second breast when I came to my senses and walked out of the dank, subterranean lav.

The beach at Great Yarmouth (breezy) End of the pier at Gt Yarmouth

Musee d'Orsay. Probably also the Louvre, as DS fed everywhere until very recently.

Oh forgot, a couple of French hypermarkets - most disapproving looks ever.

A slightly different take on the thread:

My norks are so huge that I can recline in the bath, with my DS standing next to the bath. I can life my nork and and BF over the side of the bath. I can lie in the bath for ages with this method as he plays quite happily, having the odd snack. DS is 18 months and we have been playing this game for quite a while now.

Back on topic, I've fed in all sorts of places including my father's wedding, at work, in church and in a swimming pool.