Shopping heaven...

Fitting out DC's garden office necessitated a trip to *kea, and I certainly wasn't going to turn that down..so after a visit to a family on Friday afternoon, I finished work early and went home to find DC there early..yes I really did say that, and he already had the kettle on making me a cup of tea, which I needed after my day (H&S audit from 10am til 1pm....)

After a lvoely, welcome, cup of tea we set off into London to *kea, marvelling at the fact that, as two keen shoppers, we had never been there together before. Well, a first time for everything.

Now, how do you explain that we were there for four hours??? Yes, four hours of shopping heaven...*kea can do that to a person, you either lvoe it or hate it, and fortunately we are in the former category, we looked and shopped, and shopped and looked, and by 7pm when we were about to make the transfer from upstairs shopping heaven down to the market place, I pleaded for a coffee stop, and we shared daim bar cake..mmmmm...a mug of coffee and cake later, I was ready for the next bit of shopping heaven.....

We were both in very good moods (unusual for me, I know...) and we just Had Fun..and filled a trolley at the same time....

Then, as we were finally heading for the tills, a Bizarre Thing happened. There is a guy we both know, originally met him when he came along to be a disciple in Peter the musical..goes to one of the lcoal churches, became quite a good friend, and indeed we have been on holiday with his family and a few others when the kiddlies were small. A nice guy, John, very friendly and funny, with a cracking dry wit, but circumstances have meant that I probably haven't seen him for a couple of years, although D has - they live in the same road!!!

So I see John approaching with his trolley, and I smile, but he walks past, not seeing me..I said, 'Hello John, fancy seeing you here,' because most people react to their name..but no, he walked straight on to the till. D was occupied with re-stacking the trolley Properly (there is a right way and a wrong way you know) and didn't see, but as soon as I pointed out J, he went over, and I saw him put his arm round J's shoulders and have a quick bit of banter. He came back, laughing, saying J was pre-occupied and not up to banter. Blow that, I thought, he hasn't even acknowledged me, miserable b*gger, not like him at all.

I went straight up to him at the till and said, 'You're not being very sociable today, are you?' He stared at me. Didn't speak. Just stared. It was him, but he looked like he didn't know me. 'You don't know who I am, do you?' I said, starting to turn a little red. (And I actually began to wonder about the woman he was with, not his wife..oops...!!!!) 'No,' he said. I just stared and stared at my friend, in probably rather a rude way but... 'I am so sorry,' I said, 'but you look exactly like a friend of ours...sorry..' I still stared, because it was him.... 'Do you mean John T?' he asked? 'Yes!' 'Well, '(altogether now have you got there before me?) 'I am his twin brother!'

I completely collapsed into hysterics, and apologised, to him, and his wife ! and as I walked back to D, the man turned round and said, 'That's ok, I just thought your friend was gay!'

Now that comment was pure John T..not only that but their voices were absolutely identical too....and he had put up with David just walking up to him at the till, putting his arm round him and making a few comments about his purchases before walking off..he must have thought he was mad......

Well, we giggled all the way home..honestly, it could only happen to us.....