So yesterday was Mrs RC's birthday.
I got home from work and it was her choice of food for dinner. She wanted Chinese takeaway. OK, there is one just around the corner, so off I went - walking, as it wasn't very far.
The place was dark. Closed on Mondays.
OK, there is another one across the train track, not far.
Closed on Mondays.
OK, there is another one a bit further on, the one I went to as teenager.
Closed on Mondays.
By now I was close to the town centre, within a stone's throw of the supermarket - yes my town only has one...
They do packs of takeaway-like meals. I would grab some of that, take it home and nuke it!
I went in.
It was 7.40.
The store closed at 8.00.
I approached the fridge that normally has these meals.
There were 2 guys from the store there. They had just finished clearing the fridge, putting everything into crates for overnight storage.
I stood and stared.
Another customer approached and asked about the stuff.
Too late, it has been packed for storage overnight.
I walked away. If I had said something Iwould probably have regretted it later, like when the Police arrived. So I left.
I called Mrs RC to tell her about what was going on. Just as she was telling me to come home, there was a bright light and a chorus or Angels singing - there in front of me was a Chinese Takeaway - and it was OPEN!
I rushed in!
I ordered the food!
People ahead of me started complaining about the wait, and started muttering about asking for their money back!
Their food arrived, as did mine in the end.
The walk home was the fastest I have ever done it - I think I would have broken speed-walking records!
And the food?
How was it?
It was amazing! The best we have had in a long time! Or at least it seemed that way...
To be honest? I think it would have been easier to hunt down a mammoth... Cavemen had it easy!