don’t call Brett

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Don't call BrettIn different Falmouth stores  Spotty dog and I simultaneously whipped out our new-fangled plastic cards to pay for lovely pressies.   Much to our suprise these words greeted us:

we don’t take cards here, cash and cheques only’    

Neither of us use cheque-books.   We trundled off on a quest for  cash-points,     only to find that Brett couldn’t help us and we couldn’t have called him for help even if we had his number.   Tricky.

2 bits of lovely banter on “don’t call Brett”

  1. Scarlet writes:

    I’ve have rebelled. I have been calling Brett in my back garden. Nothing has happened yet.
    Sx

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  2. :: Wendy :: writes:

    Scarlet, you are wonderfully naughty, I wonder if Brett has one of those GPS location finders and he’s just about to drive his anonymised white van into your back garden with a deposit just for you and a couple of bouncing czechs as bodygaurds.

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