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I was standing at a check-out in Tesco, Silverburn, when a woman joined the queue behind me with a child of about 4 years-of-age.
The child was bawling her heart out and loudly screaming, ‘Ah want my daddy … Ah want my daddy.’
The mother said, ‘Ye cannae get yer daddy, noo shut up and eat yer sweeties!’
‘Ah don’t want sweeties, ah want my daddy.’ The child repeated, through a mixture of tears and snotters.
‘Well ye cannae get yer daddy.’ The mother replied.
‘How can ah no’ get my daddy?’ The distraught child asked.
To which the mother callously replied, ‘Because yer daddy’s fucked off back tae Poland … Noo eat yer sweeties and shut up!’
Nothing like breaking the news gently to the kids!