See you Jimmy

I am sure someone much more famous than me must have said something to the effect of “happiness is at best fleeting”.... I now understand what whoever said that actually meant. As I waited for a good friend of mine in Schipol airport last night, I went to get some chocolate. Imagine my delight when I found my favourite chocolate shop which brought back many happy memories of my time in Belgium. I ordered one of each of my three favourite chocolates. I was served by the most beautiful blonde (Dutch) girl ever (I had to put Dutch into the sentence otherwise Sandie would get jealous). As she gently stroked my hand as she gave me back my change (I made that bit up), I turned as if on a cloud of air and started to float back to the meeting point I had agreed with Neville..........So imagine how disappointed I felt when I heard some rough, drunken Scottish accent say, “are yoo Eeenglish, cannya gimme som change zo eh can get bak te Scotlan’”. It wasn’t just the rotted teeth (no doubt due to being bottle fed on Irn Bru until the age of 6) and bloodshot eyes that encouraged me to decline this ever so polite request – his aggressive insistence which even extended to him saying that I should go to the bank to withdraw some money to help him out of his little predicament, ensured that he wasn’t going to close this particular deal. And I thought it was the Dutch who were rude.