… so which is it, punk?… ye can’t read?… or ye can’t count?… #TBSU…

Hands up if my friend Seumas’ view has never entered your mind.

Seumas Gallacher

… I’ve seen Al Pacino in the Godfather trilogy, arguably the Mother of All Mafia-style movies, EVER… admired De Niro in his various hard-man roles… been dazzled with a five-decade string of Jimmy Bond, Dubble-Oh-Slur films… and it occurs to me, that I’ve NEVERseen any of them in scenes that most of we mere mortals have to endure… case in point, triggered by a Facebook item I read earlier (I’m still in the ostracizing jail of these nice people by the way) …it instantly brought back a deluge of mem’ries… the blood-pressue-upward inducing episodes that play out daily at yer nearest supermarket checkout lines… ye’re in a hurry and pop yer three, maybe four items at most into the wee plastic hand-basket, the one with the awkward carrying handles… and make a beeline for the till checkout lady at the end exit row… ye can’t miss it… above…

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