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    Ten apologies too far

      Last week my man and I found ourselves in North Yorkshire, visiting a beautiful medieval castle. We entered the little shop in order to pay for our entry. A six-year old girl and a slightly older boy were standing there, holding their loot. ‘Move aside!’ Mum said to the boy hurriedly, leading him with her arm. ‘The lady and gentleman need to get in.’ ‘That’s very kind’, I replied with a smile. ‘We are just queuing here to pay, there is plenty of room.’ ‘Oh sorry,’ She smiled apologetically ‘My kids are spending their pocket money. Sorry’ ‘Your kids look lovely and we have time.’ I replied. ‘No need to…