On the theme of rejection today. At work this morning I noticed this joke on the back of a padded envelope. Someone at some time had taken the time to write this dreadful joke, but funny, and send it to one of my work colleagues, the envelope presumably containing something dry and workaday, hence the levity outside. Soon, as this now languishes in a waste bin, the effort will be lost in the recycling of landfill.
Later I had a hot chocolate in Clifton. Outside Costa was a beggar playing an accordion. I watched him sitting on the pavement from the warm confines of the coffee shop. There are a lot of beggars in Bristol but this chap caught my eye, not least because he fell asleep on his accordion. As I watched a young women left what looked like a wrapped sandwich for him. When he eventually woke and took it out the bag it was just her half chewed crusts. Really? I couldn't believe it. Finishing my drink I went out to him, would he like food? He couldn't speak much English so he came into the shop with me and I bought him a tuna melt, which was warmed, and a tea. He went outside to eat it. £7.95 isn't a lot to give someone a little bit of warm food. And where, but for the grace of God, could I and anyone end up!
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