Working Mum: Queueing with dinosaurs

By Giles Broadbent on January 10, 2013 3:16 PM |


By Tabitha Ronson

I really cannot believe how ghastly some people can be. For one of Master A's fifth birthday presents, I bought tickets to see Walking With Dinosaurs at The O2 for the closing show on Sunday.

On the journey to the venue, Master A was babbling excitedly, convinced he was about to encounter "real life" dinosaurs.

(It always astounds me at how real everything in the world is to him from Batman and Moshi Monsters to dragons and Wee Willie Winkie.)

Armed with our glossy programme and flashing dinosaur tooth (I'm a sucker for merchandising) we waited patiently to get through security.

Everyone was chattering with excitement; the buzz was electric. This was a family event: mums, dads and grandparents all happy to be there to be part of this marvellous show with their offspring.

That is aside from the woman in front of me. Without warning, she span round and launched a torrent of vile abuse at Master A, the basis of which was accusing him of knocking into her.

I didn't see whether he brushed against her or not. I would normally apologise but on this occasion because the language this woman was using was straight out of the gutter, utter filth, I was not inclined too.

My hackles raised, I challenged her. How dare she use such vile words in front of my five-year-old son.

She didn't let it rest, continuing to swear like some old navvy, accusing me of being "dragged up" for not apologising and snarling at Master A.

Utterly terrified, Master A clung to me, whimpering.

I'm not normally one to back down but on this occasion my son's welfare was at stake so despite the fact we were almost at the front of the queue, I moved away and joined the end of another row.

My friends had warned me against taking Master A to see Walking With Dinosaurs fearful he would be too frightened by the lifelike animatronics.

Compared to his real life encounter with a ferocious, vicious monster, the show was actually quite tame.

Working Mum, detesting the fact Master A walks in a world with such horrid beings.