Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Another overheard conversation, approximately

'Actually, my name's not Norman, it's Gordon'
'You mean I've been calling you Norman for three days, and you're really called Gordon?'
'Yes'
'Sorry, Norman'.
Fact: someone made nettle soup, but I couldn't eat any. This is because when I was 8 I used to cook rhubarb and cauliflower soup over a fire in the pan McDad used to top up his lawnmower with oil, and the flavour of watery rhubarbandcauliflowerandoil soup is with me to this day.

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