As I wedged myself into my seat, the velvet armrests dug into me. ‘Not made for pregnant women,’ I puffed to my mum, Sue. Two-and-a-half hours in a tiny theatre seat wasn’t ideal three days before your due date!
But I’d booked the tickets for Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, starring funnyman Jason Manford, at the Bristol Hippodrome monhts earlier, before finding out my third child was on the way.
My girls, Mollie, 11, and Abi, eight, were so excited, I couldn’t let them down. So I’d roped Mum in and here I was, awkwardly wedged on the edge of the row. About an hour in, though, being squashed into the teeny chair was just too much to bear.
‘Just going to stretch my legs,’ I whispered, hobbling to the back…
