Walking past the railworks

Many fond memories, but a big embarrassing one as i walked past the railworks that is now the outlet village walking towards the bridge, the hooter went for lunch and i was engulfed in men off home for lunch. I was pushing my baby daughter in her pram,taking up the whole of the footpath. Not one bad word was uttered to me they just jumped over the railings into the road and scooted around us, calling out “dont worry love”….bless them x