Well, embarassed myself in Somerfield today. I wanted to buy a drink so I left the office with just a pound in my jacke pocket. Got to the shop, chose drink and on way to checkout felt in my pocket - no coin. Felt in the other - no coin. So I'm thinking I left it behind or something, but on way back to the chiller cabinet realised there was a hole in my pocket. So there I am contorting myself in Somerfield trying to get the coin out of the lining. On the way home, relaying this to Leigh suddenyl realised I could have just taken my jacket off....
We were talking about people who hoard stuff at work today -one of my friends was telling us about a friend of hers who just will not throw anything away. Apparently one day one of her cats killed a blackbird. she didn't throw it away or bury or anything like that - but cooked it up in one of her pans (!) and then fed it to the chickens as protein!! My friend's a bit dubious about accepting eggs from her now....
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