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What happened to basic maths?

We went out for some food and drink last night and ended up, after some tapas, in The White Hart in Crystal Palace.

Since the birth of A I don’t go into pubs as often as I used to, but I’m not a complete irregular and I was struck by how reliant many pubs have become on their computerised tills.

I ordered two drinks last night - one bitter, one lager. The barman pulled the pints and set them down in front of me.

Now, ordinarily, I’d expect the person behind the bar to then say something along the lines of, “That’s £5.20, please.”

But not last night. After giving me my drinks, he then had to go halfway back up the bar to ‘log in’ to his till and put in the drinks, before returning with the price.

How tough is it to remember the price of different types of beer and to add them up?

We’re not talking rocket science here. As it turned out, I discovered later that they were both the same price, so he wasn’t even having to add together two different figures.

How ridiculous is it that bar staff now need their till to tell them how much a couple of pints will cost.

I’ve worked a few (non-computerised) bars in my time and you’re reliant on your basic numeracy, otherwise there would be seriously pissed-off punters waiting far too long for a drink to slake their thirst.

Whoever said that computers made our lives easier never worked behind a bar, clearly!

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Where does the time go?

Sometimes I wonder what I did with my life before I had kids. The weekends always seemed to stretch out like a never-ending chasm, to be filled with drinking wine, cooking lovely food and watching TV or going to the movies.

Now, I occasionally get to cook lovely food, drink wine as long as it’s not too much, or else I’ll have a stinking hangover, never go to the cinema, unless it’s with my three-year-old (The Wild, Flushed Away) and watch any TV I can get to. I watch Match Of The Day on Sunday, if I’m lucky courtesy of Sky+

In fact, I watch most of my favourite TV (actually we do), by virtue of Sky+ - I don’t think I watch anything at the time it’s actually broadcast, apart from the occasional news bulletin. Decidedly odd. What happened to watercooler TV? I think I’ve had about one conversation about last night’s TV in the past 6 months, and that was about, dare I say it, Celeb Big Brother.

It’s not as if we don’t do things with Ava - more that everything has to be structured around her and when she eats. If we go shopping in town, we end up being at Oxford Circus at 12.15, so we can go to Mamas & Papas cafe. Ah, those halcyon days of suddenly grabbing something at 2.30pm and necking a bottle of wine.

If it sounds like I’m moaning, far from it. My children are a delight - I suppose I sometimes marvel at what my life used to be like. Fulfilment is guaranteed now!

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