Friday Margie, John and I went into Henley.
Our last stop was Waitrose for groceries. Margie had gone back to look for a magazine so I had John in the checkout lane. The clerk looked up at me, looked at John and then said, with a concerned look on her face “when is this one due?” I quickly explained that John was my nephew here for a visit, and not mine. She was audibly relieved.
So, be careful pregnant ladies, toting a baby while your pregnant is likely to induce concerns from random townsfolk.