Having got unpacked, what I really fancy are some chips. This involves going to the chip shop in the village and exchanging notes and/or coins for a parcel of lard-laiden goodies. There is one, minute, itsy-bitsy problem: the only money I can find in my flat is foreign. I have Swedish Kronor, Danish Kronor, Italian Lira, French Francs and numerous Euros, but no squids. I could always raid my 5p jar, but I don't think the proprietor of Goodbuy Mr Chips (I kid you not - this is the chippy's real name) will appreciate twenty 5p pieces. Still, it could be worse - I could pay using the jar full of coppers!! :-)
Monday, August 25, 2003
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