Babies (or the lack of)

I spent the weekend with people who I barely knew. Friends and family of Frog. They all had a have a marvellous way of cornering me (alone or with Frog) to ask:

"so when are you getting married?"
"when are you having babies?"
"so next year it'll be monsieur & madame"
"you should really start on the babies as soon as possible"
"how old are you, 31? well you've left it very very late"

Would that happen in England? I don't think so. People think it but don't say it so much. Maybe if attending a wedding after a few drinks the questions start up but never so blatantly.

I got especially fed up with the woman at lunch who told me I'd left it too late to get started. I'd have been rude back but several factors stopped me:

1/ I would have had to be smartly rude in french which still isn't an option
2/ she was one of Frog family's best customers
3/ I was drunk

Mr Frog too was clearly starting to get pissed off with the nonstop assault. I mean, really give us a chance!

I know it's because they're interested. And I hope because they're happy and positive... And maybe I'll turn into that middle-aged harridan one day.

That's all. Rant over!