18th June 12:30pm My friend Charlotte is always asking if we've tried this new restaurant or that new bistro in our area. She's well-versed in the catering potential of E&C where we live and somehow always has her ear to the ground. She knows I don't like to venture far with both boys by myself, as I dread toilet trips en masse. In the first instance, there is the issue of locating a clean loo. Then getting there with Boat Buggy and two kids means that usually, we have to 'mis'use the disabled toilets and hog them. We seem to be a target for the do-gooder, bossy toilet attendant, or risk being tutted by everyone else. A poo nappy affair is not pleasant at the best of times but on a stinky, filthy, tiny bench designated the changing area, with the squirmiest of kids, is really not my idea of fun. So before we even think about the restaurant or cafe, the loo trip has already been a complete mission! It's true that we onl...