Was having a father’s day breakfast with an offspring in the restaurant of a shop downtown when I noticed a young couple arrive at a table with their baby. He was clean cut wearing shorts, tshirt and some sort of culotte type show with no socks. He brought over a high chair to put the kid in but first proceeded to open a packet of wipes and thoroughly wipe down the whole chair. He went through several wipes to do this. Not my kind of guy I thought.
When he was satisfied he went off to dispose of the dirty wipes and she lifted the baby into the high chair. The kid instantly made a grab at the cup of coffee on the table in front of him. I assume it was a him. I think he was dressed in blue. She reacted, took the cup off him and moved the tray out of reach.
When the bloke came back I could see her relate the tale, pointing at the cup and fanning her hand in front of her brow.
Interesting innit? In one sense we’ve all been there but it seemed to contrast beautifully with the excessive hygiene consciousness. A Howard Hughes of the future?