Last week Squid and I took off to Thorpe Bay by bus. Neither of us had any idea how the bus would take us but take us it did. Along and around the many roads leading to quite where we didn't know. Finally we ended up outside Asda in Shoeburyness. It wasn't our intended destination but hey ho. Not knowing exactly where we would eat or frankly where to go we entered Asda who had the primitive making of a cafe. Less cafe and more caff. We ordered our food. Me a veggie all day breakfast and Squid a 'brunch' thingy. Amongst the food stuffs we ordered were eggs and when I say they were rubbery I am not taking the mickey out of Chinese folks for the eggs were over cooked and tasted like rubber.
Once we were eating our food so a gentleman with special needs accosted us asking what day it was to which Charlotte replied that it was indeed Saturday as it was. The said gent then asked what day was it yesterday to which Squid politely replied that it has been Friday. Thanking us both he then vanished to presumably order his plate of nosh. Returning minutes later he then engaged in another conversation with us informing us how he hag got to where we were now seated. What bur he bordered and by which that bus had travelled. how long was the duration of his journey and his final destination which was, hard to believe I know, precisely where we now were. AMAZING I KNOW.
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