“I have sticky buns and crisps” (she says excitedly),
“because they were giving away free stuff
….at Victoria Station and you know how I like free stuff.”
“Well I love free stuff!”… (A little crest fallen)….a long
pause and she listens. “Oh…and I remembered
It was our 18 month anniversary. Well I did… but it’s
not important”…another long silence, being talked too.
“Yeah, well ok; I am on the train you can phone, if
you like” (a cheerless sigh).
Nothing in life is really ‘free’.