I must be odd. I'm one of the only people in the village that walks their children to school. I'm a great believer in exercise being good for you, and it gets them alert for the start of the school day. However, when I cross the road, I'm taking my life into my hands with all of the parents eager to drop off their little darlings and hot foot it off to work, or the hairdressers, or each other's houses for coffee.
I also wonder what's going on with other parents. My son, now four and a half, is asking for a TV in this room, because his cousin has one (his cousin is six months older than my son). He also has pirates of the carribean toys, it's one of his favourite films (his cousin's not his - I won't let him watch it). It's a certificate 15, if I remember correctly. If I were one of the parents, I would be taking my child the long way around, so they didn't get to see any of the carnage - after all the good the headmaster did by 'locking down' the school, to have the fool parents undo it all.
You should have to pass a common sense test to be allowed to procreate. Trouble is, all the stupid people breed like rabbits (as they get more benefits with each child they have), and the folks that try and have a bit of stability in their lives before having kids, find they can't afford them as they're paying for everyone else's children.
So I am a mean mummy, as I won't allow my son to have a TV or DVD player in his room, and will only let him use the Cbeebies website under close supervision. God alone knows when peer pressure will start him lobbying for computer games based on World War 2, I totally disagree with those, until the kids know a bit of the history and can appreciate the total carnage that war causes, and can name some of the major battles, and give a brief synopsis of when and where and why, no war games.
When I was working, before I had kids, I asked some of my workmates (all similar age to myself, maybe a bit younger) when they thought the battle of Britain took place. Consensus of opinon was 1066, they were amazed to find that was the Battle of Hastings, and that the Battle of Britain was 1940.
No wonder kids aren't proud of their heritage, no-one tells them about it.