Laptop, teacake and hot water bottles.
The issue of maternity leave was sorted out by the time we arrived at Château Tomato. The baron himself was waiting in the garden, hidden behind a tree. We informed Tomato of our views on maternity leave. Tomato came out with a classic line. We all laughed heartily. Unfortunately I hadn't heard what the comment was and by now it was too late to say anything. I chuckled on with the others.
To annoy Toast I tried to start a conversation about the X-Factor. Rather irritatingly Tomato hadn't watched it. He was watching “How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria” instead, claiming that the wife was watching it and he couldn't turn channels. A likely story. He is a big fan of the musicals I think. This is his favourite show on telly and also no one will let him forget that Andrew Lloyd Webber cd he bought.
I made an hilarious comment about Toasts hair which resembled a lions mane,comparing him to Dog the Bounty Hunter. I was the only one amused. My colleagues had no idea who Dog was as they are too stingy to buy satellite TV. The Bravo channel is a mystery to them.
http://www.dogthebountyhunter.com/
Whilst walking from the car to the carboot sale Tomato notoced my new Osiris trainers. This was the first time that I had worn them so they were slightly blinding. I started feeling a bit self concious and tried to walk in a manner that would hide the glare.
The first thing I saw at the boot-sale was a box of records. I leafed through them casually. The sour faced old lady running the stall shouted “NO, NO. NO!” and threw a pile of blue carpet tiles on top of the box. I retreated in an alarmed manner. She went casually back to unloading her car. What a start! The rest of the boot was full of absolute junk yet somehow was quite enjoyable.
I had a tip off that Morrisons had some tasty teacakes filled with fruit and cinnamon. I forced my unaware colleagues into going to Morrisons whilst trying to make it sound like their idea. Unbelievably the supermarket was shut when we arrived at 8:50. We took this in good grace and casually lent against the trolleys outside. Our fellow shoppers stood poised near the doors. As the supermarket opened Toast had a panic attack and leaped forward “come on or everyone will be there before us”. We casually strolled in and were first in the cafe queue somehow. I think this was due to Toasts lightening style speed reading of the menu. I caught a glimpse of the tea cake, 59p, a bargain!
I made sure that Toast and Tomato were ahead of me in the queue sure that the teacake would be met with some comments.
We each had separate number cards for the waiter to know which order belonged to whom. There is only space in the holder for one card. I placed mine and Tomato's at the base of the holder in plain view. For some unknown reason Toast took our cards and hid them in some foliage.
Sherlock Tomato soon noticed that I had a number which meant I must have ordered something. This intrigued my nosey breakfast chums. They were slightly perturbed as I had earlier said that I didn't eat anything during the day (this isn't a rule set in stone). Tomato got himself worked up about people putting reserves on Ebay auctions. Thankfully the breakfast arrived. Toast had a Flying something and Tomato had a flying something. My teacake was met with the expected laa-dee-daa gay comments. I was prepared for this and the laughter bounced off my shield of steel. There were four pieces of buttered teacake. I was only going to eat two and offer the rest to Canon and Ball. It was all too tasty and I scoffed the lot.
I went to the kiosk to have my £1 refunded. I handed over the ticket. The young lady informed me that I had to make a purchase before I got the refund. I told her I had a breakfast and left the receipt on the table. She said this was ok and went to refund my money. This becomes a bit blurred. I'm sure I put my hand in my pocket to give her a pound...surely I didn't? Anyway, in my pocket I found the receipt. As I pulled it out some change came flying out of my pocket. I gave her the receipt, grabbed my pound and scuttled about for my lost coins. Luckily Tomato was on hand to laugh at me.
It was only a matter of time before Toast bought a laptop. It's been eating away at him for a few years. I must say that he did very well with his choice. His purchase was overshadowed by Tomatos extravagant hot water bottle X 3 purchase. This man throws money about like a maniac.
All in all a jolly good day.