Stopped at my local dairy to buy some fags whereupon a cager roared in, leaped out of his car, rushed over and said, 'Hey Mate! Your fags fell out of your pocket, down the road.' And he handed over a pack with just three left in it.
I'm not often lost for words, but this was one such occasion.
I had only just found my voice sufficient to say thanks but the guy was on his way!
Go Figure!
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