Inspired by Pondlifes' Wilmslow-esque luggage thread.
Yesterday I was ironing my shirt, and I'd nearly finished, you know, I'd done the back, the two front panels, the shoulder panel and one of the sleeves, when I was just starting on the second sleeve when I noticed it had bird crap on it in several places from where it'd been drying on the line. I had to start ironing another shirt from scratch. This meant that I was 12 minutes behind schedule so I didn't have time to make a sandwich (or a roll) for lunch. I thought I'd just buy one from the sandwich van that comes around, but I was called into a project conference call and missed the van. So at lunchtime I drove to the garage down the road, it's a Texaco and their 4 star is 97.9p/ltr (which is disgraceful since Tesco is now 94.9p/ltr). All their sandwiches were white bread , but I chose a 'Cajun Chicken' one and went back to work. When I opened it I found that in with the not-very-cajuny-at-all chicken, they had stuffed it full of those red lettuce leaves, which, as Stephen Fry pointed out in his Alan Bennett monologue, is as bitter as Skipton wind. So my lunchtime was spent picking all the leaves out of my sandwich.
The moral of this sad tale is; check your shirts before ironing them.
HTH
Yesterday I was ironing my shirt, and I'd nearly finished, you know, I'd done the back, the two front panels, the shoulder panel and one of the sleeves, when I was just starting on the second sleeve when I noticed it had bird crap on it in several places from where it'd been drying on the line. I had to start ironing another shirt from scratch. This meant that I was 12 minutes behind schedule so I didn't have time to make a sandwich (or a roll) for lunch. I thought I'd just buy one from the sandwich van that comes around, but I was called into a project conference call and missed the van. So at lunchtime I drove to the garage down the road, it's a Texaco and their 4 star is 97.9p/ltr (which is disgraceful since Tesco is now 94.9p/ltr). All their sandwiches were white bread , but I chose a 'Cajun Chicken' one and went back to work. When I opened it I found that in with the not-very-cajuny-at-all chicken, they had stuffed it full of those red lettuce leaves, which, as Stephen Fry pointed out in his Alan Bennett monologue, is as bitter as Skipton wind. So my lunchtime was spent picking all the leaves out of my sandwich.
The moral of this sad tale is; check your shirts before ironing them.
HTH
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