Monday, 17 March 2014
Supermarkets and old school...
Me an my family are in the super market. It is also connected with my old school. Its the afternoon and time to do the shopping and go home. The supermarket has open walls as if it were more like a market. I get to the end where you pay and the cashier lady gives me a tip, "look over here she says, "we are just getting rid of all this!"
"Can I take some?" I say.
She doesn't comment because she could get into trouble if she is caught saying yes, but I know she means it.
In the bins behind the checkout are loads of sweet bakery products; cakes, iced buns, tasty breads and other yummies all on top of the chuck out stuff. There's someone else grabbing some freebies so I gladly join in, filling my arms with all the sweet delights. They are still perfectly good to eat, they have just passed the day they were meant to be sold so they have to chuck them out.
Loaded with goodies, I stagger back to the car. My mum has been waiting, and is just about to drive off. I catch her just in time.
This time I am to sit in the towed vehicle behind. I get into the drivers seat in the towed vehicle but it doesn't have a steering wheel. I don't know how to control this car. I ask my mum but she is busy driving the other vehicle. I just sit and somehow this car just follows the course of my mums car without crashing into anything.
We get home. Its Simon's birthday so I celebrate with him by smoking a really big ganga pipe. My mum enters while we are getting it prepared. Try as I may to keep it hidden from her, she knows what we are up to. Its as if I would have been better just telling her straight off. Its not like I am doing anything wrong after all. We are smoking the organic home grown stuff that is much gentler and easier on the body and mind.
My mum is naked now, and its as if nothing can be hidden from her. Her body is not held back by anything and she can go where she wants and can know anything she wants to know.
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