Getting on the escalator behind a bunch of cheerful young people out shopping with their carers.
Two of said carers on the step behind me
Conversation as follows
"Freezin' the day eh?"
"Aye. Ye no got gloves."
"Ah've got a pair, but ah cannae wear them."
"How no?"
"They're white gloves. Well, they were white gloves."
"Ye lost them or somethin'?"
"Naw. Josie wore them on the motorbike. They're no' white noo!"
The sympathetic and philosophically sound and anatomically precise advice of her pal as to what to do to Josie to make sure he didn't mess up her gloves any time in the near future, could not possibly be repeated on this blog renowned for its linguistic good taste – but it was so uproariously wicked………..
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