It’s so easy to hate other people’s children. They’re loud in libraries, they walk slowly on the street, and you’re pressured to give up your seat for them on public transport. If I Had Legs I’d Kick You, a propulsive, agonising drama written by Mary Bronstein, asks a question many of us have always wondered: why is it taboo to hate your own child? After all, an hour spent in a restaurant with a noisy kid on a nearby table is torture enough. So what if thathellip;read more raquo;