mixing ciders,stickie chuckles,and an unlikely fairy.

well,
it was no good.
just couldn't do it.
walking down the aisle in asda,
with two bottles of cider dragging along the floor,
clinging to my trouser-bottoms,
yelling!begging!pleading!
"eric!don't do this.you can't leave us behind.dry? on a weekend? the juice forum?a bet maybe?you can't.you just can't"
what could i do?
so,
it's a bottle of asda's own medium dry, 5.2%vol for saturday.
to ensure that 2 ltrs WILL suffice.
and a bottle of winkle-piss ( hawksridge 4.2%vol. ) for sunday.

i saw stickie this morning.
nothing new there then.
but i just never know what i'm going to get with her.
she trudged up the hill.
head bowed.
leaning slightly fowards into the wind.
and it was lashing down.

as she approached my stop,
she looked up at me,
our eyes met,
" great! ain' it" i muttered.
frowning.

she didn't say a word.
just smiled,
and chuckled.
( it was a nice chuckle,and a nice,not FULL ON,smile. can't help but like her )
and then,in an instant,
whoosh!
she was gone.
out of sight.
but not out of mind.

oh yeah,
the fairy.
not.

as i waited for my bus home,
a small silver coloured car pulled up.
and i couldn't help but notice this loggo printed in pink across the back,
as if somebody had hand-written it.

" powered by fairydust" it said.

well,
there she was,
in all her glory.
head-phones on.
fag in chops.
and a scruffy looking bruiser,
weighing in at at least 16 stone i'd wager.

fairydust indeed.

have nice day y'all.

So who was it in the car then?

fkd if i know.

erixter wrote:fkd if i know.