Cruel or insightful?

Writers are supposed to observe people, right? And caricature them, to understand about people and distill their traits

 In the name of research, I therefore observe the parents at my daughter's school and in fact have code names for many of them, which I am about to reveal.

Poor Pigeon and 10to2 have odd stances. Toes pointing in and and out, respectively.

Innit, 1-2-Many, Panda and Brassy make up Cool &the Gang,

Caggy, Janus and... hmm, haven't got names for all of them yet, but I call their gang CupCakes. Perhaps that's more of a collective noun for try-hard parents? The CupCake of parents with their baking and fund raising

PitBull - well, my life would be over if she read my Tweets. Rapidly, if painfully. She doesn't belong to any gang - or rather, floats between them at will.

Ample drifts between gangs, wanting to be in them all but sadly rejected.

And me, of course. I don't belong to any of the gangs but I pickup the floaters and of course the Ultra Cool who disdain the gangs (some might term them misfits)

Today? Pigeon might never have been skiing, but she's a natural at the snowplough. 10to2 however looks like a penguin, while Claggy and Panda really should wear peaked hats in this weather. Eyelashes like that accumulate dangerous amounts of snow. 

Happy days! There's talk of school closure, so I'll dig out the sled. Yay! Just hope the trains are running tomorrow so we can get to the theatre