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Auld Hoose
When will this never ending cycle of painting and painting and painting end?
We went round to the old flat last night since the tennants have moved out now and we’re going to sell it. I thought it would be strange returning to a flat where we once lived six months later after some strangers had occupied it. Actually it wasn’t strange at all.
Ever get that thing where you come back from a holiday and the house feels strange and unfamiliar? That hasn’t happened to me for years. I wonder what caused it in the first place?
Anyway, we painted over some ugly bits, dusted some undusted bits and ate some chips.
Before I forget - let’s say you’re in a shop, and say, buying an ironing board, a mop and some other parephenalia. And if then, in theory, you’re standing at the checkout and at the last moment put some mini chocolate eggs onto the counter and the cashier picks them up and places them straight into the shopping bag without scanning them. If that hypothetical situation arises and you then glance at your wife and try to will her not to grin like an idiot like that, and then walk swiftly out of the shop knowing that everyone in the queue must have seen everything. Does that make you a bad person?
I don’t want to go to hell or anything. I’d settle for just not going back to the shop. My character has been tested and it has failed.
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