Me: "If you'll come with me up on Dartmoor tomorrow, I'll buy you lunch".
Mel: "Really? Alright then"
Me: "It might have to be a sandwich from the Co-op in Moretonhampstead"
Mel: "Oh" *looks disappointed
Lunch turned out to be a packet of peanuts (and a pickled onion for me, which I chomped noisily before remembering I was supposed to get the peanuts as well) and a glass of wine and a pint of Palmers from The Tors Inn, Belstone (but we did have a cooked brekkie). Treat 'em mean, keep 'em keen.
3 comments:
I cannot understand why she says no to your proposals when you show that much class!
Peace
Mermy
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