A thread for achingly middle class curses

I hope you end up with a really shit off road pram to ponce about with in central london 

I hope the baby sensory class is over subscribed but the email goes into your junk folder so you find and pay for parking right outside and then have to go home with your clearly disappointed 13 month old. 

i pray to demeter that she makes al ur avocadoes have those bitter dark brown stringy bits throughout them, so that no matter how u chop it u cannot easily save the nice bits

May your children not get into your first choice school and may your old pals act with the governors fail to win the appeal 

May you get caught on the back roads home

May the secondhand value of Isla and frog collapse when you decided to clear out the Beinn 24, 26 Frog 52, 58 and 62 that you've decided to sell to pay for the NYE champagne.