Today, whilst waiting for Molly to finish her high-powered discussions, I was waiting in a small park in the middle of Bath. A Big Issue seller approached, ensuring I saw his photocard to prove he was a valid seller. I bought the magazine, as I frequently do, telling him to keep whatever change there was.
Credit to him, he was honest. Smiling, he said “I’ll be completely honest with you, it is for cider. But all my tattoos are spelt right, so it’s perfectly OK”
Money can’t pay for comedy like that.
Posted by Meri @ 11:56 PM on June 15, 2005
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June 16th, 2005 at 8:05 PM
I once saw a beggar in San Francisco holding up a sign saying “It´s for Beer. Help the Beerless”. The comedy value was top notch and again, top marks for honesty.
I wonder what brand of cider Big Issue Sellers drink? I can personally assure them that Whit Lightning is NOT to be recommended.