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Claire ([personal profile] moonlettuce) wrote2003-04-12 09:18 pm

Fear and Loathing in Newcastle

So, I go to Newcastle today because there's a comic mart on, and I get off at the Haymarket metro station in a massive throng of people going to see the match at St James' Park. Up the escalator and through the barriers and there's this woman handing out leaflets for child metro passes. She looks at me, thrusts out a leaflet and says, "Children at home, madam?" To which I reply with a horrified, "No!"

Cue me on the phone to Suzy 30 seconds later plaintively wailing, "Tell me I don't look old enough to have children who need metro passes! Please, tell me!"

What followed was much soothing of Claire's soul by the wonder that is Suzy, for which we are forever in her debt ;)

Sympathy...

(Anonymous) 2003-04-12 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
... by which, clara means that i assured her that, even though she was a whole month and 19 days older than me, she still couldn't be considered to be old.

i'm still stressing over the responsibility of looking after two cats and owning property, i'm sure not old enough to handle the whole children thing :)

S

Re: Sympathy...

[identity profile] moonlettuce.livejournal.com 2003-04-12 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
she still couldn't be considered to be old.

Because I'm not ;)

giggle

[identity profile] hampden.livejournal.com 2003-04-12 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
You and Tem are keeping us amused today! (hugs)

Re: giggle

[identity profile] moonlettuce.livejournal.com 2003-04-12 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
*grin*

[identity profile] beyondallreason.livejournal.com 2003-04-12 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)


You will always be young and beautiful to me

[identity profile] moonlettuce.livejournal.com 2003-04-12 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
::hugs & kisses:: @}-`--

[identity profile] temaris.livejournal.com 2003-04-12 06:52 pm (UTC)(link)
you ... you... you *spurned your poor wife and the fifteen poor starving chldren back at home*?!

Those poor, wee, little ones.

Oh how they will cry.

Practically *orphans*, living in a *shoebox*, and you *spurned* them. can't you just see their darling little faces looking up pitifully, all wide-eyed and innocent, asking when Mummy's coming home -- the poor things. They don't know.

Oh, the pain, the pain.

(running away now!)

[identity profile] moonlettuce.livejournal.com 2003-04-13 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
*Claire looks for heavy objects to throw in Tem's direction*

:p