You know that your life is really going well when you find yourself grubbing around the house for each and every bit of loose change (even the horribly crusty fused mass of coins and dead flies in a jar on the kitchen windowsill) so you can take it to Tesco and run it through the change counter in the hope it will magically turn into real money.
You know that pride is a rod for your own back when you find yourself chucking all the ghastly verdigrised copper into the sink so you can wash it all shiny-clean because heaven forbid someone see you using dirty money.
The total came to twenty-one pounds and eighteen pence, mostly in two pence pieces. A less-metric mind would have been curious to see how many pounds weight my pounds sterling comes to, but my kitchen scales only do grammes.
ReplyDeleteThey also don't do that many grammes.