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Just so I am not seen to victimise a growing number of you in East Dulwich, this thread is purely for some lighted hearted anecdotes. And it should equally apply to yummy daddies before I am acused of being misogynist


So number 1 - lady is with her young child in a shop on North Cross Road, and suddenly announces that Tarquin wants a pee pee and brings out a potty. She was politely asked to take the child into the street.


(Having had to hold my two year old whilst she wee'd on on the gutter/verge without weeing on her or my feet that amused me).


Today in Finches (South Dulwich) a young child starts to turn a display carousel. Oh do be careful, says yummy daddy, and mummy replied with something similar acknowledging that this was very advanced/precocious and we should all be impressed. I commented later that the store keeper should have just thrown them all out. More funny in real life than it is on paper.

LadyNorwood Wrote:

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> Where on earth is South Dulwich???


Well, considering North Dulwich is south-west of East Dulwich, and West Dulwich is directly south of North Dulwich, I'd put South Dulwich somewhere near Leeds.

malumbu Wrote:

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> Just so I am not seen to victimise a growing

> number of you in East Dulwich,


Always the same strange deliberate alienating approach from mal - "You, You people, You lot" etc. Are we to take it you are from another planet?

Well I've just looked up Finches - it's in Forest Hill, south Dulwich pah!!


Loz Wrote:

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> LadyNorwood Wrote:

> --------------------------------------------------

> -----

> > Where on earth is South Dulwich???

>

> Well, considering North Dulwich is south-west of

> East Dulwich, and West Dulwich is directly south

> of North Dulwich, I'd put South Dulwich somewhere

> near Leeds.

According to http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yummy_mummy "Yummy mummy is a slang term used in the United Kingdom to describe young, attractive and wealthy mothers"


Made me chuckle especially "The stereotypical yummy mummy was described by Nirpal Dhaliwal in The Times as having an existence "bankrolled by a husband working himself to death in the City, [dressing] in designer outfits... carries the latest must-have bag [and] whose hair and nails are perfectly groomed". A yummy mummy would have several children and yet remain a "girl-about-town", dressing fashionably and appearing well-groomed and carefree"


Can we really use this particular definition to the ED lovelies? I've never seen much "fashion" or appearance of "well grooming" around here! (yes yes I know they have kids, what else would one expect blah blah blah)

Oh my gawd, if you can't laugh about yourself then who can you laugh about.


By all means change the stereotype to fairly well educated parents and fairly affluent with young children who are recent arrivals to SE London - attracted by house prices and a growing bohemian atmosphere.


The one thing that unites them is they can't say no to their kids, and praise was may have been seen once as disruptive behaviour, now considered creative.


By all means argue that this is much better than walloping the kid or locking them in the chokey.


Ohh I am so sorry that I did not sleep on my post, re-read it and then take out anything that could possibly be seen as offensive. I was just amused by the behaviour of the family in Finches in South Dulwich (at least I enjoyed the debate on where South Dulwich is). And yummy mummy is a term we use for the change in recent demographics here up the hill in South Dulwich, SE Dulwich, Dulwich on the Hill, Duwich Horniman Park, Dulwich cum Beckenham, SS Dulwich, Dulwich Penge High Street etc.


When I moved to the area East Dulwich was rough as F, Lordship Lane was known as Hardship Lane, it kicked off outside pubs in a Saturday night and you couldn't find quince, focaccia or organic craft ale for love nor money. Although on the latter I preferred it that way. And the Dulwich Ripples have been spreading for years.


So rather than stay up your own backside, any amusing stories about parents indulging their young children?


My starter for ten is when my son was playing with a sachet of mayonaise at a ski hut (now there is YM for you) when it burst open and ejaculated all over someones ski jacket on a chair behind. We didn't praise him, just pretended it hadn't happened as the owner had his back to us, and there wasn't much you can do beyond offer to pay for the dry cleaning. Or run.

When was LL known as Hardship Lane? I've lived here nearly 30 years. Admittedly I've never felt like a local but that was me and not the locality. I was looking for peace so those things you mentioned you were looking for I wouldn't have even understood. Still don't really.

I must say I do find it bizarre the way so many mummies and daddies seem to find it ok to let their kids run up and down in busy local cafes where waiting staff are walking up and down with hot drinks, plates of food etc, and then they get all freaked out when their child inevitably bashes into something or falls over and starts wailing.

When i was a kid my parents would never have let me run around and shriek in a cafe.

malumbu Wrote:

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> My word you lot are so precious. The one great

> thing about 'alternative comedy' (if I can give it

> a name) was being able to laugh at yourself.

> Clearly East Dulwich has a problem here.


Given your fondness, in the pronoun camp, for the second person (plural) I'm surprised you are surprised by the lack of applause, chortling and back-slapping accompanied by posts of the "well said malumbu" variety.

hang on, let me get this straight, you are having a moan about parents who don't tell their children off yet your child burst a sachet of mayo over someone's jacket and you turned a blind eye?


added to that is the fact the original anecdote wasn't remotely funny, the name 'Targuin' has been so widely over-used its tiring in the extreme AND you can pretty much guarantee anything that starts off with 'give us your light-hearted stories about yummy mummies (a derogatory term)' is bound to be rubbish.

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