A small vignette of human life in a newsagent's yesterday. A woman trips and falls, everyone rallies to help, husband, who is waiting outside for her, is summoned. Having made sure she's alive (she's still lying on the floor at this stage, looking shocked and in some pain), he enquires whether she manged to buy the paper she came in for.
That's all.
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Ha ha ha!How typical!
ReplyDeleteBet it was the Daily Mail...
ReplyDeleteYou know, Tim, I think you are probably right.
ReplyDeleteEminently sensible. If you have to accompany her to hospital, you might as well have reading material.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Aliya. What flavour of ice cream would you like?
ReplyDeleteWell, I can lick anything but something to do with soft fruit is a preference. Said the actress to the bishop.
ReplyDeleteI'll see what I can do.
ReplyDeleteGosh, I sense some degree of condemnation here.
ReplyDeleteI thought it was this sort of imperturbability that allowed y'all to go on doing your bit in the garden when bombs and V-2 missiles were raining down.
No condemnation from me, David. Just the bare facts, exactly as witnessed.
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