I know. I pull him up on it every time but he never gets better.
I'll never forget a little girl I saw on holiday once. She could only have been about 3 years old. She had beautiful blonde hair and was wearing a pink floaty dress and she was dancing about and swishing her skirt. I sat there smiling as I watched dancing about. My dad looked over, swore, said some nasty words under his breath and moved so he didn't see her. She had Down's syndrome. I was only a teen but I still called him a twat for that. Got bollocked for it but I didn't care