Finally. It was going to happen. TLF had a fez and she had always been ready to use it. She might not have been first choice to be i/c the MSMS (Mighty Saints Mega Store) for the home game against Gloucester City, but she still was ready to step up, embrace her inner Mr Benn and take the opportunity.
Except most people don’t remember the shopkeeper in Mr Benn. They all thought I was getting in touch with my inner Tommy Cooper. Still as Mr TLF so graciously put it, “It suits you. It really shouldn’t but it does.”
The MSMS suited me too. Although at heart TLF will always be a pourer of beer; the maths is less complicated and no one ever asks for chips. Or hot chocolate. There was still something joyful about being in the shop. The pace is slower, the conversation more varied and surprisingly, TLF found herself enjoying the exchanges with our younger supporters. Most people who know me, know that TLF is not the most child-friendly zone. And yet a little girl disappointed that we have a run out of scarves, but buoyed by new that there will be more next season (or next term as she put it) and the little lad who didn’t want all his Saints stickers in one go, because it was nice to spread the out across the games just made even the grumpiest TLF heart melt. (JUST a little bit).
Fortunately, before said organ melted too much, a group of little darlings put things on an even keel, appearing at the shop with the winning ticket for the raffle which they had ‘found on the floor’. Mostly the customer is right. But when said prize is 40% proof and the average age of the urchins is most definitely south of 18, then the customer is in for a disappointing retail experience.
And if I can only remember the ‘very safe place’ in my house where I stored the takings, maybe I’ll get asked back again.
Festive Road Fox
This…..
…not this