This week I found an umbrella on the underground. The umbrella I already have has a wonky spoke and it's so light and effete that I swear I hear it whimper when there's drizzle in the air. So, when I found this big, lumpy, beef of a brolly on the tube, that someone had left behind, did I hand it in to the lost property office? No, I kept it and threw out my old one instead. Does that make me so bad?
Discover my Cosy Crimes & Historical Sagas
Discover my Cosy Crimes & Historical Sagas
Saturday, March 27, 2010
What goes around
This week I found an umbrella on the underground. The umbrella I already have has a wonky spoke and it's so light and effete that I swear I hear it whimper when there's drizzle in the air. So, when I found this big, lumpy, beef of a brolly on the tube, that someone had left behind, did I hand it in to the lost property office? No, I kept it and threw out my old one instead. Does that make me so bad?
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Sounds like a perfect example of recycling to me (well, it would have been if you hadn't thrown your old brolly out).
Thanks a bunch, been looking everywhere for that!
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