The 10 litre bucket of Wickes Trade Magnolia emulsion was balanced on the edge of the trailer. It was almost inevitable when it slipped off and hit the tarmac of the car park with a dull thud. The impact split the plastic and almost immediately a small lake of paint formed, about the size and shape of one of those annoying mini-roundabouts. "We can't just leave it" I blurted out. "Look, just go, and I'll catch you up in Currys".
Well they wouldn't have to call in CSI Miami to trace the magnolia tyre tracks round to the other car park. So I set to work determined to make a workman like job of shovelling up the paint into the trailer. The whole process took place under the curious gaze of other Wickes customers. After all its not everyday you see somebody shovelling paint in a car park. Then the remainder had to be sponged up with the large green deep pile carpet that just happened to be in the trailer...What a waste.
It makes you wonder what painting the town magnolia instead of red would be? It's like this morning Isabelle remarked that Jimmy (the ginger cat) was starting to look middle aged. And I said that was because he's got a pipe & slippers and started listening to Perry Como records?
Still it's better than painting the town grey, "nah.. I don't think I'll bother, I just couldn't be arsed, not tonight mate, cheers."...
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