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Tuesday, 25 June 2019

Hanging onto the...

trolley I laughed fit to bust.

Trailing along behind, the husband kindly enquired what had caused my mirth?

‘Do you realise what you have just said?’
‘No, tell me?’

‘She’s a nice young woman!’  I replied, between the hiccups of chuckles.
He was referring to the girl who had been so helpful in Waitrose.
Oh dear, is it something in the water of Ludlow, I wonder?

Regular readers will hopefully get this?

The cartoon doesn’t quite fit the content of this post, it made me smile so here it is.




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