Dick Turpin
Justified & Ancient
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It was Mrs DT’s birthday on Monday, and obviously we couldn’t go out and celebrate, so all I could do is buy some champagne and order a take-a-way.
For a laugh I suggested that if we dress up in some nice clothes and eat our take-a-way in the kitchen, we could pretend that we were at a fancy restaurant.
At around 6pm I phone the order through for it to be collected, then went upstairs and put on some nice informal eveningwear ( nice jeans, smart shoes and shirt etc) then with a splash of aftershave I make my way out to go and get the food.
As I’m walking up the village street towards the take-a-way, I notice a guy walking towards me who I recognised. I don’t know him personally but I’ve seen him around in a few of the local pubs. He was wearing a 2 piece suit, complete with tie and was carrying a Tesco’s supermarket bag that smelt suspiciously of Indian food.
I reckon he had same thought as me
For a laugh I suggested that if we dress up in some nice clothes and eat our take-a-way in the kitchen, we could pretend that we were at a fancy restaurant.
At around 6pm I phone the order through for it to be collected, then went upstairs and put on some nice informal eveningwear ( nice jeans, smart shoes and shirt etc) then with a splash of aftershave I make my way out to go and get the food.
As I’m walking up the village street towards the take-a-way, I notice a guy walking towards me who I recognised. I don’t know him personally but I’ve seen him around in a few of the local pubs. He was wearing a 2 piece suit, complete with tie and was carrying a Tesco’s supermarket bag that smelt suspiciously of Indian food.
I reckon he had same thought as me