A few days back my friend Frockexchange and I decided that enough was enough and we were going for a little day out to the shop that sells the sparkly stuff, the stuff with the bubbles in it ...
So of we doddle up the Emirates Road taking in the countryside, first thing we came across was a group of caravans for sale!! Gypsies we shouted! sadly we were wrong but it funny all the same. Got there in no time at all and decided to have a bit of breakfast, so we headed to the little restaurant for some quick refreshment. Walked in and standing at the bar with a whisky in one hand and a cigarette in the other was a man dressed in local dress. I have seen it time and time before so it just goes over my head, Frockexchange was tickled pink, especially when he moved out of our sight of vision and the barmaid served him with a bottle of red wine!!
True to form the continental breakfast of pastries and condiments turned out to be four slices of white bread and jam!! had a good laugh at it all though.
Just makes you think, what a weird and wonderful place we live in!