Name changed here to at least pretend that my RL friends don't know me on here...
Anyway, was in cafe on camp last week with my 2 DCs aged 3yo and 10mnth. 3yo was being quite good - usual fidgeting, asking for stuff, wanting ice cream etc. Baby was asleep but woke up 5 mins before leaving and really cried. 2 men, obviously irritated by the noise, were sat on nearby table - they looked over with disgust a few times and muttered to each other about us. couldn't hear exactly what they said, but def about us...
Eventually, one of them slammed down his drink and said to the other that they should leave because of "this bloody racket"!! I was so angry, as they were leaving I asked them (quite calmly) if they had families of their own? and if so, how lucky that their babies never cried! they ignored me, but everyone in there stopped and stared when we left they were stood by a car still moaning about us.
anyway, to cut a long story short, we turned up for mass today and there was one of the men - the padre!! i am 99.9% certain it was him anyway, he was wearing a distinctive piece of jewellery that i remembered.
it's a small congregation with coffee after, but he didn't say anything to me, and during the sermon he talked about "if a neighbour annoys you, don't complain to a higher level, just talk to the person yourself"
do you think he recognised us?! and should i jokingly mention this?! i had planned to get DD christened by him...