Invisible?

Bit of an obscure one today...

It's been a busy day. Worked till half 12, picked up babba, went for a walk and to do errands in kirkham, picked up poorly boy, picked up no1 son, went to see poorly boy's outreach nurse, saw doctor for babba girl, collected amoxycillin and then finally home at 6... Then tea, milk, iggle piggle and bed.

While out in kirkham I carried babba girl in the baby carrier as I couldn't be faffed with the pram. Lucky for me I did as there are 3 giant steps at the entrance to my bank... I digress... A lady stopped me to comment on how tall babba is (I've always thought she's quite stumpy) and to say how lovely she is, all the usual stuff I get when she's in the carrier. The lady said her farewell to us, turned away and walked straight into this lamp post. I actually heard the doink as she bounced off the post. She turned back to me, asked if she was bleeding (she wasn't) and said "I'm always doing that!". I felt really guilty that I'd caused her accident. I apologised to her for distracting her and she said it was entirely her fault. How very British we are!