A. No we didn’t have an event free day.
We were in the pub (yes another pub! Well he is 18 and on holiday. And I did only have a coffee!)
I was having a good chinwag with my PA and C was minding his own business feet watching and in a very good mood. By this I mean he was laughing (at what I don’t know!) squealing with delight and vigorously shaking his head.
But my delight in his delight didn’t last long as the manager came over to us and said there had been a complaint as my son was frightening some children. The father of whom was obviously the frightened one, as he didn’t come over.
So what was I supposed to do? Tell my son to stop being happy? Or stop being autistic?
Shouldn’t the father have used the oppounity to educate his children in special needs rather than complaining? Some people are so insensitive.
This is actually the reason I call my blog, Mother of Shrek. Like Shrek when people first see a green ogre they are frightened, but when they get to know him they realise he is harmless.This didn’t help my jaw ache!