IMG 5621Lunchtime at The Bulls Head pub. Two elderly gentlemen enter the dining room and head over to the cushioned bench seat. One says to the other, “I’ll sit on this side. The left is gone.”*

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After dinner, Stephen is sitting next to Marv and reading The Scrap Rocket.

Stephen: The space rocket.

Marv: It’s scrap rocket.

Stephen: SPACE rocket!

Marv: No, no. Scrap! Scraaaap.

Stephen (turns and looks at me on the other sofa): Is that right?

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*His hearing aid battery wasn’t working.