Children in Upper / First Class
Discussion
JuniorD said:
In my flying experience, I've found adult passengers way more and frequently more objectionable compared to child passengers. Ultimately it's public transport and if you want to totally avoid children, use your private jet instead.
Most sensible post so far, well said.(My bold)
swerni said:
Or in the real world, a set of Bose noise cancelling headphones.
i did Orlando on what can only be described as school bus earlier this year.
Headphones on, didn't hear a thing
There are going to be children on flights, that's unavoidable, but it's very easy to cope with.
Unless of course your a miserable t
t who sit's there getting indignant on some missguided principle.
i did Orlando on what can only be described as school bus earlier this year.
Headphones on, didn't hear a thing
There are going to be children on flights, that's unavoidable, but it's very easy to cope with.
Unless of course your a miserable t
t who sit's there getting indignant on some missguided principle.They are essential. Had them for years but never brought them on short flights because the took up too much space. Then, the newer tiny in-ear ones came out and now they are always in my case. Just amazing technology.
http://www.trustedreviews.com/bose-quietcomfort-20...
Me and SWMBO were having lunch in a Mexican restaurant in Covent Garden.
We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
Edited by audidoody on Thursday 11th September 19:52
audidoody said:
Me and SWMBO were having lunch in a Mexican restaurant in Covent Garden.
We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
Now those type of parents do boil my piss. They would be the first to blame you for any injury and probably sue the resturant owner.We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
Edited by audidoody on Thursday 11th September 19:52
Vipers said:
audidoody said:
Me and SWMBO were having lunch in a Mexican restaurant in Covent Garden.
We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
Now those type of parents do boil my piss. They would be the first to blame you for any injury and probably sue the resturant owner.We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
Edited by anonymous-user on Thursday 11th September 19:52
So - should kids be allowed in restaurants?
And - with regard to planes does it matter whether it's economy, premium, business or first?
I think we're mostly agreeing here - being a responsible parent and managing your kids appropriately, be it in a restaurant or on a plane, is the right thing to do - so as not to inconvenience/discomfort your fellow diners/passengers in any way at all.
Alas, there are parents who don't see it that way, and that's why we've got some of the opinions rightly expressed on here. Equally, we've also got folk who seem to view all parents/kids with disdain, irrespective of the circumstances, and that's equally sad.
Alas, there are parents who don't see it that way, and that's why we've got some of the opinions rightly expressed on here. Equally, we've also got folk who seem to view all parents/kids with disdain, irrespective of the circumstances, and that's equally sad.
desolate said:
Vipers said:
audidoody said:
Me and SWMBO were having lunch in a Mexican restaurant in Covent Garden.
We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
Now those type of parents do boil my piss. They would be the first to blame you for any injury and probably sue the resturant owner.We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
Edited by audidoody on Thursday 11th September 19:52
So - should kids be allowed in restaurants?
And - with regard to planes does it matter whether it's economy, premium, business or first?
I am surprised the resturant guy didn't have a word with the parents in this incident, or did they.
We have three children, all now over 30 now, they were cherished and looked after, taught to be polite and respect others. Sadly some parents do not seem to have the same approach to bringing up and educating children as we did.
Well said.
As rational beings it's obviously not the kids fault so the vitriol that spills forth towards them is very sad indeed.
I started a similar thread about 'dog people'. I dont mind dogs per se but bad owners attract my contempt.
As rational beings it's obviously not the kids fault so the vitriol that spills forth towards them is very sad indeed.
I started a similar thread about 'dog people'. I dont mind dogs per se but bad owners attract my contempt.
Edited by DoubleSix on Thursday 11th September 20:49
DoubleSix said:
Well said.
As rational beings it's obviously not the kids fault so the vitriol that spills forth towards them is very sad indeed.
I started a similar thread about 'dog people'. I dont mind dogs per se but bad owners attract my contempt.
Thank you, and I am with you on the dog people saga.As rational beings it's obviously not the kids fault so the vitriol that spills forth towards them is very sad indeed.
I started a similar thread about 'dog people'. I dont mind dogs per se but bad owners attract my contempt.
Edited by DoubleSix on Thursday 11th September 20:49
desolate said:
So - should kids be allowed in restaurants?
There's a restaurant near us where the proprietor is known to be a bit bonkers but the place is said to be an experience. Thought we'd give it a try and rang to see if it would OK to take our daughters, 12 & 14 at the time, and well mannered young ladies. "Good God, no"! the owner said.Sheepshanks said:
desolate said:
So - should kids be allowed in restaurants?
There's a restaurant near us where the proprietor is known to be a bit bonkers but the place is said to be an experience. Thought we'd give it a try and rang to see if it would OK to take our daughters, 12 & 14 at the time, and well mannered young ladies. "Good God, no"! the owner said.DoubleSix said:
Depends though doesnt it. As a parent I dont really need to be told what type of restaurant is appropriate for my kid. I just know.
Even somewhere that you've never been to?I had no doubt they'd be fine and could adapt to any restaurant environment but I wanted to know if they'd be welcome. I'm delighted to have been given a clear answer.
I am with you on that one nuttela girlCrossflow Kid said:
So easy to spot the parents versus non-parents 
I'm a parent. Took my kids on a plane when they were 3 and 1, just London to Malaga. The 1 y/o hated in, and screamed for the whole journey. And back again. I said then I wouldn't do it again until they were old enough to do all the things adults do to combat any ear pain etc.
So we had a good few years of driving to our destinations in Europe.
Mind you, I never had family abroad, that would have been a dilemma.
TwigtheWonderkid said:
Crossflow Kid said:
So easy to spot the parents versus non-parents
I'm a parent. Took my kids on a plane when they were 3 and 1, just London to Malaga. The 1 y/o hated in, and screamed for the whole journey. And back again. I said then I wouldn't do it again until they were old enough to do all the things adults do to combat any ear pain etc.
So we had a good few years of driving to our destinations in Europe.
Mind you, I never had family abroad, that would have been a dilemma.
Took our daughter to Atlanta when she was 5 months old - BA Club, cabin crew were brilliant allowed us to take our huge Jane pram into the plane - we had the sky cot seats and daughter slept and was fine - never had any ear issues with ear equalisation as we fed her on way up and down.
At Atlanta we were whisked past the queue for immigration, from memory without the pram or a buggy its a long walk or carry. On the way back in the lounge / plane everyone couldn't do enough for us and we had no issues - our daughter was as good as gold.
At Atlanta we were whisked past the queue for immigration, from memory without the pram or a buggy its a long walk or carry. On the way back in the lounge / plane everyone couldn't do enough for us and we had no issues - our daughter was as good as gold.
audidoody said:
Me and SWMBO were having lunch in a Mexican restaurant in Covent Garden.
We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
I'm not the biggest fan of kids but sharing a plane with an unruly child is just one of those things that has to be dealt with, I've seen parents looking mortified as little johnny runs riot, it can't be easy.We both ordered fajitas served sizzling on VERY hot iron frying pans with handles, The handles were overhanging the table. Meanwhile the dipstick parents at the next table were oblivious to their toddler running around the restaurant bashing into tables and chairs.
The little sh*t came flying towards our table - which would have brought a very hot lump of iron down on his fragrant head. SWMBO hissed 'go away'.
The father gave us death stares and mumbled the kid wasn't doing any harm. I replied in a quiet normal voice that he may not be doing anyone else harm but he'd certainly do himself harm when a red-hot griddle and lumps of sizzling chicken landed on his head.
More death stares. But the kid was still allowed to run riot.
Edited by audidoody on Thursday 11th September 19:52
Your restaurant story reminded of something a while back.
I went into a cafe on a Sunday morning, nice and quiet, paper and a fry up. A family came in and sat at the next table. They sat the little girl on the bench seat side, she was about 2 and quickly discovered that she could bash her heels against the ply boarding under the seat making a very loud bang. Moving her across the table to a proper chair would have solved the problem in an instant but that was obviously too much trouble, so for the next 30 minutes their conversation went:
So, are you going to your
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sisters this
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afternoon?
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Yes, I thought
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I'd pop
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over there on
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the
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way back from
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the super
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market.
I was like a nervous f
king wreck when I came out.I'm sure parenting is a very tough job but I'm amazed how people can be oblivious to this stuff.
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