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Friday, 9 December 2016

In which One's barfing...

Behind today's door is a box of Maltesers...

In the Purveyor of Fine Grocery Items there are more boxes of the suckable little spheres than there are people in Wivey.

One and One's colleagues are expected to ask each customer if they'd like to buy some, along with fruit jellies and some miserable looking Christmas Cookies.

One can't bring Oneself to utter the word 'cookies'  One is British, and they are biscuits, not cookies.

Any road up, One, being an arch manipulator, has been on fire, in the flogging of fruit jellies, since they are an acceptable Chrismassy delicacy.

Frankly if I ever see another confectionery item I shall barf in me Birkin.

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