During a lunchtime Walk around the Exercise Yard with RK…
RK: I need to go to Tesco’s
Me: What for?
RK: Mints
Me: Mince?
RK: Yeah, mints.
Me: What are you making?
RK: (confused look) just.. mints
Me: Just mince? No sauce?
RK: Erm, no
Me: Urgh.
We walked in the store and I veered right to the fresh meat isle, while she veered left to the sweet isle.
Thus was born the game of ‘Sweet or Meat?’ One person says either “mints” or “mince” and the other person has to guess which one was said.
This is how we pass the winter lunchtimes here at White City.
