I bumped into an old acquaintance at the weekend. I would say friend but that would be putting too strong a term on the relationship. Someone I used to work with, socialise with occasionally but who, I eventually realised, I didn't actually like all that much.
We had a brief conversation which I will relay as best I remember.
Me: So, what you up to these days?
Him: Trainee manager, mate. Tesco, mate.
Me: (Wondering why it was said with such pride) Oh!
Him: Be managing my own store in no time.
Me: I'll watch out for their shares plummeting, then.
Ah, it was short but sweet. I set off with a spring in my step...
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I think I can guess who you would be referring to. Would last weekend's football fixtures be a further clue?
Anyhoo that's two articles with no mention of grappa. I'll have to put up an article of my own to stop you making it 3 in a row.
No fear of that Martino, I have a grappa theme back in mind.
And, yes, you got who it was in one.
Jesus guys don't kid yourselves! Do you think anyone reads this blog for the grappa?
Thanks for that vote of confidence.
Ginkers - did I work this guy/ Was his name like Ben but with a K?
Indeed you did Dave, I dont know why I just didnt name and shame but, what the hell, its more fun that way.
Ye gods, methinks I know this squire. Ist he not the lyre (meaning manual instrument) player we worked with once upon a time?
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