BEGGARS CAN’T BE CHOOSERS
September 30th, 2004 Posted in UncategorizedAnd so there I was, walking down the street with Debs, having just polished off a large pizza and a slice of chocolate fudge cake from the local Pizza Express. We were engrossed in conversation and did not notice that a hairy, scruffy man had stumbled across the road to approach us.
“hey, you got ‘ny chaynge?” he growled, in a barely decipherable tongue. Without looking or thinking, the words “no, I’ve just spent it” came out which, in hindsight, was perhaps not the most tactful response.
