THAT SPECIAL DATE
 
Rewind to Thursday 28th August 2009 (truth is I wrote this ages ago but its been sitting in my computer's underbelly)
 
I was at home, hungry and text Iain to see if he had eaten lunch. Two minutes later he rang to meet him at the Slug and the Lettuce for something to eat (only when we got home did he get my text about lunch - spooky huh?). We talked about our morning, about how I sold his computer camera (with his permission) on ebay for £15, about how maybe I should give him half the money I get for his stuff I sell or how its probably best I keep it for myself (I've also just sold his portable DVD player for £38 wahooo !), hmmm and then we got bored and didn't talk for a few moments
 
Then came this ...
Iain - Can we go to the Sainsburys on the way back home
Me - Yes sure ...
I agree thinking he wanted to buy something.
Me - So what do you want to get?
Iain - Oh no. Nothing. I don't want to buy anything. Its closing down at 4pm this afternoon and I want to go and say goodbye.
Eeek. Wow. Doink. My boyfriend is telling me he wants to say goodbye to a petrol station forward slash supermarket. What???? I don't get it. Normally I get him. This time I didn't.
 
So on our way home, like a dutiful girlfriend I agreed to go with him to the Sainsburys. He skipped, yes skipped towards the door and once inside threw his hands in the air, waved them around a bit and shouted at the top of his voice "goodbye supermarket I shall miss you". Then Iain took my hand and round we went, up and down each aisle (there are only three) saying goodbye to the various foods, like bread and milk. Not only that but he forced me to pose next to the ham, the milk and the orange juice, demanding I pull sad, upset faces for the photos. I did hold up a copy of Nuts magazine thinking you know he is a guy and guys like that type of thing but I got the opposite reaction and was told I was being immature and not taking it seriously. Anyway I can dig out the photos - fandango fandango on facebook - I'll post them in the next few years.
 
Have a holy night.
Gordon Bracket
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