The BFG and his equally tall friend had been analysing lamb chops in the meat section of Coles when I piped up with my desperate request. I wanted the vanilla soy yoghurt that was halfway back the top shelf, my arm hurt from straining and I was absolutely going to pop a button on my blouse from all this puffed up effort. This BFG was my one and only saviour.
He peered down all big eyes inquiring from his 6 foot 3 (ad)vantage point and 'ho ho ho!'ed grandly: Of course you may!
And just like that, it was as if I was 6 foot 3 as his long arms unfurled, hardly extended with any effort at all and plucked the vanilla soy yoghurt from the very back of the shelf.
I would've high fived him with gratitude except the height differential made it virtually impossible to make contact. I offered a gusty "Hooray!" in thanks and he saluted, happy to be of service.
In other news, it was another weekend spent in Melbourne and the highlights included watching an old fellow ensconced in his newly purchased book entitled Where there's a Will (he spent most of the time looking terrified for what was to come, hand covering half is face and often drifting over one eye as his brows furrowed with deep concern, picture 1 below), eating at +39 ("Best Pizza of 2010", pics 2, 3 and 4) and a bit of Valentine's Day love from Man from Mars ("gimme some of that, yeow!" pic 5).
[Old man and his excellent read]
[Cos PIZZA IS SEXY!]
[+39]
[Red is for rosy romance]
PS: My fave new show is Ben Elton, Live from Planet Earth (tonight, 9:30 pm). The Girl Flat skit is the funniest.
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