I hate it
when I see someone wearing a garment identical to one that I own and love. If
they look awful in it I think, “What? Do I look that bad?” Yet if they look
great in it I think, “Damn! They look so much better in it than I do!” Either
way I can’t win!
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| I don't need a grand tea, just some peace! |
I’m amazed
(and a bit irritated) that when I opt for a quite cup of coffee in a
supermarket café, that at times my peace is shattered by some kind of staff
meeting. Do they really not have the facilities in a large supermarket to hold
their meetings behind closed doors, rather than take up a large area of the
customer restaurant? It’s most annoying.
I sometimes
wish that supermarket trolleys were fitted with little motors and footplates
too, so that we could stand on the plate and ride them round the supermarket
like little scooters. It may help to take the strain out a big weekly shop.
Further to
my blog post earlier in the month reminiscing about the sweets that I used to
enjoy, I realised that I totally forgot to mention floral gums. Do you remember
them? Tiny little gums in a small packet with a squirrel on that tasted, well, flowery.
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