I seriously need to stop reading the opinion section of the papers; mostly I laugh, but sometimes you see a truly embarassing piece of work like this one by Caroline Overington who is either retarded or a master of satire. Having read a lot of her columns, my money's on the former.

I could go on an on about the fucking parents wanting meals out, the big screen tv and the cutesy litte baby, and I certainly have a lot to say about the failings of my own reproductive system (crazy cat lady is pretty much my retirement plan), but I think it's more than enough to go with this: the Empire is dead and buried. The days of cheap labour for middle class mothers are over; get a few sheep herding dogs and a high fence and pray to God the neighbours don't report you to DOCS.