A friend sent this to me, sadly without an attribution.
I wandered lonely as a cloud.
Two metres from the madding crowd,
When all at once my name was called
To enter Waitrose hallowed hall.
Now the pensioners' special hour,
I'd gone to buy a bag of flour.
But I forgot- when through the door,
What I had gone to Waitrose for,
The Waitrose staff are extra kind
I told them it had slipped my mind.
They asked what else I had forgot-
They clearly thought I'd lost the plot !
I phoned my wife at home to ask.
She helped me out with this special task,
" I need some flour to bake a cake
with all that cream you made me take"
" Ah yes of course " I had to lie
I dared not ask what flower to buy,
But then I saw them at the tills.....
A bunch of golden daffodils !
Bought the wrong Hot Cross Buns 😩
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