Lunchtime

Another difficult start to the day. I popped to Iceland to stock up on the frozen goods my housemates enjoy. “Can I ask your age?” whispered the till lady. I gazed in surprise at chicken strips, chips and ice cream. “Why?” I asked. She lowered her voice further “Just checking if you could get the 60 plus discount”

Cheeky bitch. I paid full price and swept out.

And later went for a sneaky lunch time swim.