
I was once in a pub garden in Camberwell having some dinner when some woman got out a potty for her tot to do a shit in. I have not been to South London since.
( , Fri 14 Dec 2012, 12:06, Reply)

Kids are lovely and everything, but there should be at least one place in life where I can socialise free from their mental, hyperactive antics; namely a pub. All the dads I know kinda of agree
( , Fri 14 Dec 2012, 12:15, Reply)

It's for dinner, and only to a family one. I want to go pub to drink, get drunk, throw up, make an arse out of myself, try and get off with a radiator then piss myself lying in the carpark with no top on. I'm sure my daughter doesn't want to witness that...
( , Fri 14 Dec 2012, 12:27, Reply)

You don't behave in a pub as if it was a tea party. I don't want to watch my language or tone down rowdy behavior because someone has brought their kids to a pub, their presence kills the atmosphere
( , Fri 14 Dec 2012, 12:36, Reply)

round our way they just scooch them a few inches back on the picnic tables and they shit there. Then the family moves to a different table.
( , Fri 14 Dec 2012, 12:09, Reply)