Harvest festival story
Speaking of harvest festivals, in our school, once all the marrows etc had been havested and put on the altar, it would be the job of us, the school children, to distribute them to the elderly and the poor.
Unfortunately I'm from Godalming in Surrey, where there are plenty of elderly, but no poor. So when Richard and I turned up at the mansion door of the first place on our elderly people list, the elderly lady opened the door and shouted "side entrance please", and slammed the door shut.
So we went around the side and knocked on the door there, and waited for a few minutes. The elderly lady flung the door open and shouted "yes?!". We said "we're from the middle school, we've brought you a courgette and a tin of lentils".
"We don't buy at the door", she shouted, "please leave".

So I took the lentils back home again where they'd come from, to wait in the slide-out cupboard til next year.
( browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Thu 8 Sep 2011, 11:55, Reply)