Friday, July 16, 2010

Nowt to do with music...

...summat to do with Boston.

I was sitting at the bus stop, engrossed in Sudoku, when a woman came up and asked if she could ask me a question.

I won't do a verbatim transcription, but I will say: Asking me for money is one thing. When I say I don't have any cash, asking if we can't go to the bank is quite another.

Also, don't touch me.

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