17 June, 2014
I was in a shopping centre and my old boss from work was there too. He was in a much better mood than he usually is and needed my help with something.

All of a sudden he was dressed in a matching plastic tracksuit like Harry Enfield's scousers d speaking like one too.

He said we needed to do some 'scousing' which he described as the hand-delivery of products purchased on a supermarket.

He rode on the trolley while someone pushed it and I handed goods out to people in the neighbourhood.