Today we went to the Bluebell pub with our old friend India and her mum Nikki.
I brought my tiny soft toy squirrel with me.
I had Scampi (Prawns in batter) and chips and had the choice of garden peas or mushy peas... as you can probably guess I chose garden ones. Imo chose mushy!
But when I got home I realised I didnt have my squirrel in my pocket. I checked in the car and everywhere then Gran'ma looked in the yellow pages and found the pubs number and dialed it. Luckily, the lady on the other end asked where we were sitting and I quickly remembered: table 12.
A few minutes later the lady called back to say she had found it under the table! We will go and collect it some time today.
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Those little soft toys just jump out of your pockets, don't they! I have none left at all....
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