Sat inside reading this afternoon, was a bit hot and stuffy outside.
Time for a fag me thinks.
Goes outside, sits at an empty table with an ash tray and mi fag.
Boom, this bloke appears on the chair at the side of me like Mr Ben's shop keeper mate.
"Hello, I'm Dennis, I'm from Russia"
I said, "Hi, I'm Baz from Boza"
I'd never smoked a fag so quick in my life. Walked briskly back inside and ploked myself at the side of our lass.
Who had a grin like a cheshire cat :-)