20 years ago (ish) we were on a child free break during school term time on Majorca.
We were reading our books on our favourite secluded beach when a family came and plonked themselves beside us.
They were all wearing wristbands from a nearby all inclusive holiday club.
I bristled as did my husband, so judgemental!
The children approximately 10 and 12 played beautifully.
All was going well until the boy got a horrendous jellyfish sting.
He was in agony, I had cool blocks in a freezer bag so immediately went over with them and helped whilst the father went to a pharmacy.
The family left the beach for 30 minutes or so and then retuned with a gift for me and a handwritten note.
I felt dreadful for my initial reaction.
Adult offspring harbouring resentments

