As I was baking banana cake for the playschool Easter Fair this evening, I wondered what life would be like if we didn't have children. We would still be in the big smoke, no doubt. Well rested, well traveled. A stone lighter. I would be on the career ladder with more confidence and skills, putting in the extra hours guilt-free to try and nab a promotion. Probably planning a weekend with the girls. We would be going to more gigs, seeing more films, getting drunk. Question is, would I be happier?
Now everyone knows that the easiest way to meet people when you're new in town is through one or both of the following: kids and dogs. Rather like the English can always fall back on that conversational mainstay, the weather, the long-suffering child or pet owner always has something to talk about, something to share with that fellow carer of needy, temperamental beings.