Tuesday, 29 November 2016

Jam and Crisps.

And a 99

I’m in a traffic jam.

Signs at the side of the road inform that there is at least another five kilometres of the stuff.

My fingers taste of cheese and onion crisps.

And chocolate.

I was in the supermarket just before coming to a standstill on this ring road.

The sky is blue, the car window is open and my left arm is hanging outside.

The chocolate flavoured crispy fingers are on the end of the right arm.


It’s the weekend.


We're going nowhere.

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