Flask

I've gotten into the habit of making up a flask for my Friday morning stints minding the books at Woodthorpe Library - much as I imagine other fellows my age set themselves up for fishing trips and the like. "Just off to the Library, dear," "Okay, dear, have you got your flask?" Bit sad really. That said, I've nicked one of the kids' Twix Fingers as well this morning, so who's going to be laughing when it gets to elevenses, eh!?