And, if she was honest, she occasionally felt sorry for herself. Now with her home full of screaming kids and her mum frantically trying to cook for them, her quiet life seemed like bliss. She watched Liam Parfitt, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his hands greasy, trying to line up spoonfuls of mashed potato with Sam’s moving mouth, as he moved his head like one of those laughing clowns at the show. There was potato in his hair and smeared across both cheeks. ‘Come on, mate,’ coaxed Liam. ‘Just a couple more and then there’s ice-cream.’ Katie shuddered. If the kid was like this with mashed potato, what would happen with ice-cream? Ice-cream melted, and she’d be the one who had to mop up the mess. If the government was going to ban anything, they should ban anyone below the age of ten from eating ice-cream. The other kids were almost as bad. Billy was three and Barney was four. They were pegging bits of sausage at each other.
What do You think about The Crunch Campaign (2012)?
