Mealtime snobbery

"At 6.45 this evening, my husband and I went to sit outside at front of the house to have a coffee and enjoy the last of the sun," writes a Mumsnet reader. "We live in a cul-de-sac with benches outside the houses. Our neighbours came back from a dog walk, we chatted, then she said she was going in to make dinner. I mentioned we'd already eaten. And I swear she did a head tilt and tinkly laugh as she said 'gosh that's early'. Then as she went inside and her husband arranged his face in a sort

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