The problem with having an enquiring mind is that every so often you have to do things to stop the nagging.
Just in case anyone else was wondering: if you sit on the train with a Mars bar to your ear and utter a stream of banalities (hello? I'm just going past the shops now. Yes. Yes. Oh, I'm sure it was her, she still had the bandages on. Oh yes. No... Ah, right that would be it then, etc.) people assume that you've got a mobile 'phone.
Absent-mindedly eating the "'phone" after the call was probably a subconscious call for attention.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
I'm on the train...
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Well there are worse things you could have done with the Mars bar.. you could have dunked it in your tea and let it dribble into your lap.
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The Thames Valley Constabulary have totally got it in for me. In Nov. I was pulled over for erratic driving, when what I was REALLY doing was unsticking a Malteser from the sole of my stiletto. Then, last week, same thing, except this time they tried the Utilising a Mobile Phone Whilst Driving rap, when what I was really doing was putting an earring back in. When I showed them (infant uniformed and dykey WPC) the complicated lobster-claw fitting, they let me go with a caution. I fully intend to speak into a Caramac tomorrow, and hell mend them.
do they still manufacture Caramacs?
Hello, Ellis, and no, they don't. Between the ages of about 5 and 12 I couldn't get enough Caramac. Then suddently, without warning or explanation, I went off them. And in a big way. Even the thought of the taste made me shudder, and I couldn't stand the colour, either. Why this should happen remains a mystery. However, the same thing has happened to me with whisky, parsnips, dried apricots and boiled eggs at different parts of my life. And that's not counting the various inexplicable hatreds I nursed during my many pregnancies. They included people, too. And towns. And bed linen. Hormonal, of course, but really! I will post a list of these irrationals soon. I had forgotten them up 'til now.
PS If you pine for Caramac, the covering on a McVitie's Gold biscuit is very close.
Kev, and try saying stuff like "This is Kevin calling the Mother Ship", and get a double seat all to yourself.
Anybody remeber Pink Panther bars? Like Caramacs but pink - and strawberry flavoured, kinda.
Gadj -yes! The Pink Panther bars were truly terrible. I was a little bit too old then, though. I'd stopped eating Instant Whip by then. I was too sophisticated.
Hey...everyone over to mine, and see what I've found ......
Caramacs were really peculiar. I could never work out what the flavour was supposed to be, and the colour!
And yes, I do remember Pink Panther bars. Shudder!
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