
When I was young and impressionable and on holiday in France, I followed some friends into a sweet shop and we each stole something. I was so mortified by this, I returned them.
My lack of French hampered this somewhat - they had no idea why the small English boy wanted to add some chews to the open box, and saw it as an attempt by a nasty foreigner oik to contaminate their stock. Not my best day.
What have you lifted?
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 11:13)
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My wife, despite my huge disagreement and annoyance, likes to use a certain retail brands (The one after the current one) catalogue shopping service.
The contracted courier is an odd person with a shifty glint in his eye and an overstated limp. I hate to cast aspersions on his -probably good- character, but I wouldn't leave him alone with any children, if you know what I mean!
Anyway, he, or someone at the depot gained my begrudged appreciation by mixing up two random items. The statement showed a vest my wife had ordered months previously that had been out of stock. I doubt that the 10p cost was correct. What was delivered was a 58-piece dinner service, plain white, simple design. When I looked for it in the 'directory' it should have cost £130.
Score! And we didn't even have to leave the house!
( , Tue 15 Jan 2008, 10:49, Reply)
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