My oldest son, Kimbo, is in the hotel business (he manages a big hotel for an American guy whose name rhymes with 'Lariot').
In his wisdom he has always taken his two boys, Harvey J and Ollie, to 'proper' restaurants, and I'm pleased to say that they always behave themselves impeccably, and always eat in a civilised manner.
Here they are in a restaurant pretending to be twins, quietly occupying themselves with paper, pens, and other attention-demanding devices.
In France children have ALWAYS been welcome in restaurants; sadly, this was not so in Blighty. But with the UK now being such a 'foodie' country, I think at last the tide has changed. Children should be both seen, and heard (but not too loudly).
Today - I went out today to my sculpture class, I am making new friends.
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