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ailbheI have been saving up my spending money for a wild weekend spree, and I took out my hoarded coins this evening, handed them (a pound coin and a fifty pence) to Rob, and asked him to take Emer and go and buy biscuits. He had a quick look at the pound, which turned into a prolonged look, and I vaguely remembered a BBC News headline, and with sinking heart I said "Oh, no, is it fake?"
Yup.
I briefly tried to imagine a world in which I got to have biscuits anyway - no dice, even when I checked with Rob whose conscience is not as, hahahaha, tightly honed to "stun" as mine - and it's sitting on the table now lurking at me. Tomorrow I shall stop a policeperson in the street and give it to them.
Rob turned out his pockets and found money so now we have biscuits. Hurrah!
Yup.
I briefly tried to imagine a world in which I got to have biscuits anyway - no dice, even when I checked with Rob whose conscience is not as, hahahaha, tightly honed to "stun" as mine - and it's sitting on the table now lurking at me. Tomorrow I shall stop a policeperson in the street and give it to them.
Rob turned out his pockets and found money so now we have biscuits. Hurrah!
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Date: 2008-09-27 01:08 am (UTC)