An ode to the Parent Child Parking Space. 🚗
I’ll admit, once it wasn’t important to me,
Not when driving round Gran, who aged 93, 👵
Insisted on going to Morrisons to do her big shop,
Into the car she would climb and I would hop,
Off we would go to her favourite place,
And I would park in a parent/child space.
I know, I know, it’s totally shocking,
I’m one of those trolls you should be blocking,
But allow me to try to explain my madness,
You might feel empathy or even sadness,
Gran was frail, weak and rickety,
Stubborn, forthright and a little pernickety,
Walking far was not her forte,
Because at 4ft 10 she was a little shorty,
We searched high and low for a parking spot up close,
A blue badge holder? We were not one of those,
So without looking anyone straight in the face,
I pulled up into a parent child space. 😱
Now I’m am a Mum, I have to apologise for this huge error, 🙋♀️
Because plucking children neatly from my car fills me with anxiety and terror, 👩👧👦
What if they slam into another car door?
Scratch some new paintwork and I’m hauled in by the law? 👮♀️
So imagine my anger, imagine my surprise,
When a huge Mercedes parked up by my side,
I glanced over to greet a kindred spirit – another stressed mum, 💆♀️
What glanced back was a guy struggling to see over his rather rotund tum,
The back seat was empty – in fact it was pristine,
That leather upholstery, a child’s hand it had never seen, 🍫 🍭
Despicable, disgusting a down right disgrace,
This man had pulled into a parent/child space,
Out he climbed and the Merc gave a sigh of relief,
So we decided to the chase the space-stealing thief,
Confidenly, he strode straight into the shop,
While we followed shouting: “Hey! How many kids have you got?”
Our shrieks and demands he chose to ignore,
While he perused the shelves of the grocery store, 🍅 🥓🍞
“Right that’s it,” I said. “We’ll give it all we’ve got”,
Later on he would find his Merc covered in my son’s snot,
So next time you’re out in your car kid free,
Take some advice and listen to me,
Most people prefer their vehicles polished and clean,
Park in a parent/child space and you might find that your car mysteriously ‘turns’ green!
The Teaching Mum 