Getting off the bus this morning, a bus-wrangler called out to some
young women queuing to board a bus changing driver, to get them to
board the bus I was leaving instead. At least, I think that was the
meaning of what he said, as what I heard was "Ey bar zombiscuits!" My
hearing is a bit erratic, and there's a lot of traffic noise at peak
commute times, so please don't think the bus-wrangler was talking
nonsense. I simply mis-heard the phrase, and ended up thinking
'Zombiscuits- zombie themed biscuits with bits of dried cranberries.
Brilliant!' And just in time for Halloween, too. Now all I need is some
flour, margarine, mixing bowl, cookie cutter, oven ...
Thursday, 2 October 2008
Posted by Arteth Gray at 22:15