We were met in the car park by several other members of Mum's Army, all parking up their impossibly large vehicles and wrestling with state of the art buggies that are as difficult to get upright as trying to figure out how you lift the bonnet of the car - although why you'd ever attempt that is beyond me.
Multiple calls of 'Henrietta, not that way' and 'Sebastian, stay close to mummy' ring out, accompanied mainly by the sound of children demanding to get to the play area/cafe - delete as appropriate. I'm not quite sure what new world I've entered into, but I definitely don't feel at home.
However, despite my initial hesitation, I have to admit this was great fun. Cake decorating resulted in significant mess - but ultimately some beautiful cakes (okay, I'm biased - see the one on the left - Middle Martini set herself the challenge of decorating the cake so much it wasn't actually visible any more...) and the enjoyment the kids got from it almost brought tears to my eyes. Don't worry, I haven't gone soft - I said 'almost'.
I may only be doing this for six months, but maternity leave is looking like it might just suit me - for a while at least.
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