Adventures in shopping
Dec. 22nd, 2005 07:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
narcasseA handful of things in fact, one of which probably has nothing to do with shopping really.
“I need a present for a 5 year old.” announced father as we ambled round looking at Greek sweets and Ferrero Rocher. “What would a 5 year old like?”
“I wouldn’t know, never having been 5 years old myself.” I replied offhandedly, which seemed somehow to satisfy him as an answer.
Then coming back inside after the aforementioned shopping trip, clutching a bottle of claret to my chest in the moderately cold air, it occurred to me that I had become some sort of parody. Of what, I’ve yet to decide.
And finally, with father having proposed to microwave some unshelled prawns, my query as to the wisdom of that action was “Won’t the eyes explode?” which struck me as a tad morbid after I’d said it.
At least I managed to resist the urge to buy a case of Martini Asti formyself Christmas day. I need something light for several friends who aren’t meant to be drinking due to assorted allergies, though I suppose there’s always ready-mixed pina colada or maybe a sneaky combination of gin and lime cordial instead.
“I need a present for a 5 year old.” announced father as we ambled round looking at Greek sweets and Ferrero Rocher. “What would a 5 year old like?”
“I wouldn’t know, never having been 5 years old myself.” I replied offhandedly, which seemed somehow to satisfy him as an answer.
Then coming back inside after the aforementioned shopping trip, clutching a bottle of claret to my chest in the moderately cold air, it occurred to me that I had become some sort of parody. Of what, I’ve yet to decide.
And finally, with father having proposed to microwave some unshelled prawns, my query as to the wisdom of that action was “Won’t the eyes explode?” which struck me as a tad morbid after I’d said it.
At least I managed to resist the urge to buy a case of Martini Asti for
