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Thursday, February 04, 2010

Traveller's breakfast

A young lady sat next to the Gorse Fox. The train was filling rapidly, but she managed to bag the prime position. She then proceeded to unbutton her coat, which she removed, and started to unwind her scarf. Note that GF did not refer to this as "take-off" but deliberately chose unwind. This scarf must have been wrapped around her neck four or five hundred times (this may be a slight exaggeration)... and GF was worrying that the removal may cause her head to roll off.
Once settled she opened the bag that she had slung onto the table (oblivious to the papers and devices that were already there). Almost climbing in, she delved into the deepest recesses of this reticule and slowly extracted one plastic container after another. Each was laid out on the table as the bag was stuffed behind the seat. Each was ceremoniously opened and one item of fruit removed and ingested from each container. The slurping noises woke several of the fellow commuters, but she continues to spray fruit juices over all and sundry. Then, sated, she recovered the bag and buried each container back within its confines ready to be retrieved again at lunchtime.

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