As I stood and stared at the soup that was on special offer I had a mild craving for a cigarette. A gentle prod out of nowhere. Less common now, it felt good that I could accept it, ignore it and move on. Cock-a-leekie, wild mushroom, pea and leek chowder. To hell with it I thought. I'll just have beans on toast, I've got beans and bread at home. Easier and cheaper. What a waste of time. I could've just stayed in bed. I called to my girlfriend who was flicking through the newspapers and together we walked out.
As we approached our flat she asked if I had my keys. 'No' I said. 'What?' she replied with some alarm. 'No I didn't bring my keys. You told me you had yours'. She looked furious, stood still in the middle of the pavement. 'Are you joking?' she asked. 'Yes. Yes I'm joking' I said with an amused sigh. She shook her head and called me a dick as we continued towards our front door.
That's it. Beans on toast. That's what I want for tea.
ReplyDeleteIt's a good gag.