Huddled over, whispering, smiling, turning to wave as familiar faces pass, reminding each other of people they know….
“Wonder what she’s doing”, “Did you hear that they didn’t get the house”? “Well, what was she thinking, it’s miles out of the catchment area”.
School mums. A rare breed of creature, especially adapted for the harsh school ground environment, prone to working in packs, skilled at the eye roll, experienced in dressing for every occasion.
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