Presidential Statement / August 27 2008
I bumped into Reg yesterday. He was sitting on the wooden bench outside the health centre eating a black pudding and beetroot sandwich that I guessed he had just purchased from the Asian off-licence. He was reading a copy of The Sun.
‘I don’t know how you can eat that crap,’ I told him. ‘There are probably enough preservatives in that one sandwich to pickle a horse – how even your stomach can digest such rubbish is beyond the laws of science.’
‘I like it.’ He brushed an avalanche of greasy crumbs from his pronounced midsection and continued reading his newspaper.
On the front page was a big spread about Hillary Clinton’s recent enthusiastic endorsement of Barack Obama. ‘Do you think he’ll win?’ I asked, trying to sound jolly.
‘No. They will never allow it.’
I haven’t the foggiest idea what he meant by this.
Seeing that the usually talkative Reg wasn’t in the mood for light-hearted conversation or rigorous political analysis, I made what I thought was an ironic bow and wished him a good day.
Filed under Barack Obama / English Village Life / Hillary Clinton / Politics / Reg / USA
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3 comments on “Presidential Statement”
Nelson Galaxy / August 27th, 2008 at 1:55 pm
Black pudding and beetroot sandwich? What a bizarre place you live. Is it a Polish thing?
Matthew Dryden / August 28th, 2008 at 11:37 am
I thought Reg might be fictional. But now I know for sure! Who on earth would ever eat that kind of sandwich?!
Napoleon Fantastic / August 28th, 2008 at 11:57 am
Nelson, Matthew,
Oh, Reg is very real.
Black-pudding-and-beetroot sandwiches are a popular lunchtime snack around these parts, don’t you know. Amongst the locals, anyway.
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