Mr Brown gave me a funny look when I did so but I just assumed he was being cheeky about my popping sweeties in the trolley.
This morning, as I placed the bag of little salty black cats into my work bag Mr Brown went "O, I see now, that's a relief".
"See what?"
"Those are for you, it's not Cats' Licorice".
Yes, Mr Brown thought I was buying licorice for the cats.
Tonight we will not be eating oysters for dinner, not a single one.
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Oooooh! And now your tweet from earlier makes sense!!
Even bigger OOOOOhhhhh (beating Urban Koda's) ... salty licourice.. fab! I used to get an intermittent supply from a colleague, but that stopped as we went our separate ways, save a peice for before (before the cats get it) ;o)
UK, oh good, glad to assist there:)
Roo, we always save a piece for Ron (later-on)
Bless Mr. Brown for just a look - regardless of what he was thinking!
;o)
- Lee
Lee - it was one of those Big Blue Eyes look.
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