I went to the corner shop the other morning for some cigarette papers. (I know, I'm giving up tobacco, but I still like the odd spliff.) I had a few pipes in order to face outside and toddled off on my quest.
"Blue Rizla" I kept repeating to myself, "Blue Rizla."
I got to the shop; so far so good... "Blue Rizla."
Then I got distracted by four Andrex rolls for £1.99. I stopped to pick a pack up, noticed a large bottle of Fairy liquid for £1.29 and got that too. I was pleased with my bargains and the fact that I was relaxed and not at all anxious.
Then I got distracted by four Andrex rolls for £1.99. I stopped to pick a pack up, noticed a large bottle of Fairy liquid for £1.29 and got that too. I was pleased with my bargains and the fact that I was relaxed and not at all anxious.
As I put my shopping on the counter, I remembered the Blue Rizla that I needed and tried to ask for it.
"Can I have some brue..."
I smiled and tried again, " A pack of brue..."
I couldn't say blue!!!
I couldn't say blue!!!
My mouth wanted to say Brue Lizra! I giggled remembering the old joke.
"Erm, brue..."
"Brue..."
"Brue..."
The woman serving was just looking at me with incomprehension. I gesticulated at the cigarette papers with both hands saying, weakly, "Brue?!
She laughed as she finally understood and got me the papers.
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