" The School gates......and all of the crap that surrounds it"

[tiredemma]

I have often seen threads on here about mothers at the school gates and various tales of what goes on there. Have to admit i often thought that people were exagerating a little with some of their tales........until ds1 started reception two weeks ago.

Past few days i have noticed the same group of "fishwives" hanging out at the gates, obviously thinking that they are the supreme of reception mothers. Cackling, etc taking the piss out of a few people - including blatently laughing at the classroom assistant who has a squint. Today, I was waiting for ds to come out and one 'banshee' decided that we must all be interested in the following -

• she hasnt had 'it' since may.
• she has been having text sex with some bloke from a local shop.
• bloke from local shop wants to meet up tonight for 'it'
• she is going to go home, have a bath and 'de-fluff'

is this how its going to be for the next 6 years? am i really going to have to stand and listen to crap while waiting for my son.

really, i though the school gates thing was just a bit of a joke men come up with about mothers chatting at the gates. is it really about a bunch of heckling old women seeing who can be the loudest???

Good grief, I clearly inhabit a parallel universe. Our school gates are quite friendly and welcoming. People say hello cheerily. Admittedly it was more than slightly embarrassing when I realised that one of the mothers I say hello to cheerily is in fact my GP (and worse, I realised this when seeing her outside school one Sunday in a nearby pub, where I was feeding the Inferiorettes a simple and unbalanced lunch of chips ) but in the main they seem rather nice.

all these posts remind me of the nasty, bitchy girls at school. Sounds exactly like waiting in line to go into PE/getting changed/not getting picked for the netball team.

Don't you feel sorry for these women? They've never moved on

BTW, I saw the captain of our school netball team in Mothercare. I was good at netball, but she and her awful mates were the reason I never tried to join. Was delighted to see she now has a mummy tummy, two snotty-nosed kids and bags under her eyes.

Floated past her with effortless grace (ok, ok, hid behind the weaning dishes, but what the hell??!!)

Seriously I have spoken to these women, I have looked at them until they have finally had to raise their eyes because it's so bloody obvious that they don't want to make eye contact with anyone who isn't in the popular club.

I feel like it's a huge return to my own school days, there's the popular trendy group, there's the bookish group, etc etc, except now everyone is about 20 years older but no more mature than they were before.

and it's not a nice feeling to be frozen out, having entered into small talk, to actually have someone physically turn their back on you to let you know that the only ones included in this conversation is the clique, and you're not in it - it happens believe me.

and as pathetic as mine and others previous post might have sounded, no I don't mind people talking to their friends, but I don't expect to be completely blanked when saying a friendly hello and smiling, which also happens.

The age range of parents is late 20's to late 30's, and I've had more polite interaction with stangers walking past my house whilst I'm gardening rather than parents of the children my son plays with.

on another point my parents were never friends, or possibly even that friendly with my friends parents - so are we actually expecting too much ?

swizzles - crossed post, and yes exactly like being back at school, at least it only lasts for maybe 10 minutes then i can get on with my real life.

there's the mum there who knows everyone and everything and tells her closest clique in a very loud voice - my son plays with hers, and they're quite good friends - guess who's is the only son who hasn't been on a play date ? yup mine - TBH I dread her asking as she'd only jangle about my house at the school gates.