Oh,
how I laughed on my way to work. At a rather narrow part of a busy
side road the chap in front of me had pulled up. He'd thrown his car
door wide open blocking the way, so I had to stop. He got out of his
car at a leisurely pace, had a bit of a stretch, put his jacket on,
looked around, scratched his bum and then started fiddling with his
phone. All the time he was oblivious to the fact that he was standing
in the middle of the road. After five minutes or so I beeped my
hooter at him and he spun round in obvious surprise. He then had
another look around and it clearly came as a shock to him that not
only was he standing in the middle of the road, but he was holding up
the traffic too. He went red when he realised he wasn't the only
person in the world.
I
hadn't been delayed *too* much so I popped into Canterbury's cheapo
shop. With Mars bars at thirty-six pence I was impressed. Mind you
their Rich Tea biscuits were three times the price of those in Lidls.
You have to watch these so-called bargain stores.
It
was at this stage that I made a point of leaving the shop. As a child
I could remember my Grandmother knowing the price of every item in
every shop in town, and every trip to town would involve hourly
regroupings of her gaggle of mates who would all update each other on
recent price changes.
I
am becoming my gran...
I
then phoned the washing machine repair people to chivvy them along a
little. My required part has arrived and they will fit it tomorrow.
At some point between 8am and 6pm. They seriously expect me to sit in
and wait for them. If I want to be able to wash my smalls I have
little alternative.
And
home to find a recorded delivery letter. From the leccie company.
Periodically they give out random prizes to customers. I've won two
tickets for the London Eye - worth over seventy quid. That's a
result.
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