On Sunday we had breakfast at Birdie Num Nums (fun name eh?). Only problem, for me, that it was a parents’ breakfast, with all their new babies. Three women at our table had no problem in whipping the boobies out, for feeding purposes.
Now only six days left till I return to the UK. Off to see some friends who emigrated to Perth, on Thursday.
A friend’s band, whose EP I will listen to shortly! Cheers Lara.
Were you disturbed by the breastfeeding? I’m always slightly inspired by seeing a mother feed her baby but I guess I’m wired for that
After the Sweden experience, of mums having no qualms about feeding; and generally having a better outlook on life – it didn’t bother me. Only problem was where to look, when they wanted to know where I’d been and I had to look at them