By Stanley Collymore
Travelling recently on a scheduled, designated and an hour long journey on the No.23 Metrobus from Horsham in West Sussex to the seaside resort and popular oft-visited, whatever the weather, coastal town of Worthing in the same English county, I had no choice but to listen, like several other passengers in my position, quite evidently apart from me, all of us regrettably within earshot of a very loud and intrusive conversation being carried on by these three unmarried mothers jointly in their late twenties: discernibly between them babies and toddlers aplenty but quite noticeably as well not a single wedding ring in place on any of these three white women's fingers, to the manifestly ill-informed drivel that this dim-witted, bigoted and clearly intellectually challenged trio was loudly and concertedly uttering.
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