Lest We Forget
All yesterday I couldn't shake the niggling feeling that I was forgetting something. When I opened the fridge this morning I was like, of course! Peach and mango yoghurt expired yesterday. So did my skim milk carton and my whole milk carton. All of them had an expiry date of 11/11. How could I have been so absent minded?
I finished off both the milks in a cool banana smoothie for breakfast, and then I ate half a kilo of yoghurt for morning tea.
Remembrance Dairy.
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The woman with the fake tan stepped into my office, sat across from my desk and lit a cigarette.
At least, she would, sometime in the next 20 minutes. Smelling the future has advantages, but precision isn’t one of them.