Things that brighten up your day slightly

[Banana Woofwoof]

I'm not sure if this brightens my day or depresses me intensely but here goes.

There's a gaunt homeless man who sits outside Tesco's that Rob and I chatted to before.  He's very softly spoken, sober and subdued.  Last time he told me he had left home because of depression and was now on the streets.  He was thinking about going back to his parents, but his dad is ill and he's worried he would be a burden to his parents.  Which I said was untrue, parents want their children to be safe and happy and maybe he could help out.  Anyway, we chatted and smoked for a bit, and I haven't seen him since.

He was there again tonight, which was sad.  I asked him what had happened and he said he went back and was kicked out, so is back on the streets.  He asked for a fag but for the first time ever, I didn't have any on me.  I went into Tescos to get some, ahem, feminine hygiene products and when I came out, he was sitting with a Tesco bag on his knee.  I gave him sixty pee and when he took it, he handed me the bag.

"Do you want some sushi?" he asked, as I watched a tall bloke sidle away, empty handed.  
"No thanks, don't you want it?"
"No- I hate sushi but that man got it for me.  It was nice of him but I'm going to buy some bread instead".  

Crouch End, there, marvellous.

[Cerys]

Frinky, I believe that now the purpose of the hatch must have become clear.  It's for pushing unwanted tenants into.  And regarding your question about the inability of a 6'4" bloke to hit a 5'2" girl, I'd have thought the answer was obvious.  It's because she's far too small to see unless he gets so close that a really good swing to the arm is impossible.

[Frinky]

But the kicking! I have such big feet!

And the hatch would be no good - that dozy cunt can't even work a ladder. Looking at her, I can't help but feel she's one of the great tragedies of our time, and yet, I don't feel pity, or smypathy, just the urge to scald her by pouring a kettle of boiling oil over her.

Gah, too many people are No Good.

[PeachSmints]

There's a gaunt homeless man who sits outside Tesco's that Rob and I chatted to before.  He's very softly spoken, sober and subdued [...]

Crouch End, there, marvellous.

I wonder if that is the same man I give croissants, muffins and fruit salad to at the end of my day at the juice bar? We always have leftovers (things that don't sell during the day) that I take in a bag. The man I give them to often sits on the opposite side of the road by the cashpoint near the W7 stop. He's always very polite, I bet he's sick of croissants by now though.

[Banana Woofwoof]

Is he Scottish?

[PeachSmints]

No, I don't believe so. Truth-be-told I've never stopped and chatted to him though because I'm either being very shy or I'm sprinting after the W7. A lot of the time he's asleep too.

[George]

Fin

[Ambient Sheep]

Bye thread...

[butnut]

Rest in Piss.

[Banana Woofwoof]

Goodbye! *sniffles*

[terminallyrelaxed]

Still here then...

[falafel]

I got the last post in fucks you off, let's see if I can do it here too...

Bye.

[Ambient Sheep]

thank you kindly, and to all the others who've said nice things. Brightens me up no end, that does. You're lovely around here.

It's one of my own personal terrors, ever since a cracked plastic bathtub caused legions of water to cascade down the wall where I *nearly* put my huge record collection.  I still worry that they're in a room against a wall that backs onto a shower cubicle in the next.

[Cerys]

I see no locks....

[Frinky]

Now you do.

[Neil]

I was going to close this on general principle anyway...that general principle being that someone used the phrase "juice-bar" on the previous page! :-)

[zozman]

I'm a tiny squirrel trying to find a new tree

[Ambient Sheep]

Do you?  ;-p