Went to the shop to buy a packet of hobnobs. Wasn't sure if it was cold or really cold so I took a jumper and had it slung over my shoulder. Was at the till with packet of hobnobs in one hand, reached out to collect change (about 3 pounds 50 in tiny coins) and my jumper slipped off my shoulder. With my cat like reflexes I reached my empty hand up to catch it, not caring a damn for the 30 small coins I sent from the cashiers hand in every direction available. I didn't bother collecting it.
But it's OK. I've got hobobs.
Except of course I can't open the packet. With a bit of force I'm nearly there - then my hand slips - the top three hobnobs explode like a hand-grenade, sending shards of oaty shrapnel across the room and coating my face and lap with a fine dust.
Went to the shop to buy a packet of hobnobs. Wasn't sure if it was cold or really cold so I took a jumper and had it slung over my shoulder. Was at the till with packet of hobnobs in one hand, reached out to collect change (about 3 pounds 50 in tiny coins) and my jumper slipped off my shoulder. With my cat like reflexes I reached my empty hand up to catch it, not caring a damn for the 30 small coins I sent from the cashiers hand in every direction available. I didn't bother collecting it.
But it's OK. I've got hobobs.
Except of course I can't open the packet. With a bit of force I'm nearly there - then my hand slips - the top three hobnobs explode like a hand-grenade, sending shards of oaty shrapnel across the room and coating my face and lap with a fine dust.