Steak Out

There is a certain road I stop on every morning, if I am running early for work. I always park in the same place and eat a banana and drink water, checking my e mails and relishing in my last few moments of freedom.

This morning I heard a tap on the window and what I can only describe as a hooded skank stood outside my car?

I opened the window and he said 'Can yer tell me why yer parked here'? Deciphering this guttural language into English, I realised he wanted to know what I was doing there?

I explained back in his language 'Yer Im avin me brekkie before going to wok'

He stared at me and replied 'Well me mam is worried cos your parked oppsit er house'

Now I can only figure that his mam, could only see the black waistcoat, white shirt and black tie' and was worried that her cultivation of marijuana maybe being kept under observation.

Anyway, I explained that I was an Undertaker and told his 'mam' not to worry!!!!

However, the situation was not helped by me having an old Police jacket on the back seat of my car. of which he had spotted.

He wandered off muttering to himself.

I can't wait for work on Friday now as I am going to park in exactly the same place!! just to see what happens next.

Got drenched today on a Funeral. The folk who had brollies were in no hurry to move as we stood in the pouring rain?
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I am extremely impressed and pleased. My book (I can say that now) well the first one at least, has arrived from the USA. It is better quality than I ever could have imagined and I am well happy with it.
If the Diary of a Big Band one, turns out half as well, I will be very very happy.