I was going through the usual 730am Monday mardy custard today, debating whether to actually walk the mile and a half or wait for a bus. I went with a begrudging walk and man am I glad I did.
As I perambulated past Westfield (Europe's largest shopping centre doncha know) a rather slick looking Mercedes pulled up next to me and who should get out to post a letter????
Your beardy friend and mine....
I wanted to say something cool and witty as he looked so damn jolly for such an ungodly hour but I didn't. Instead I panicked and squeaked "Moooorning" in a rather pathetic manner.
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