the generic version of which was readily available for sale at perhaps one-quarter of the price.
But that couldn’t be my opening. I’d need something more alluring, more memorable, for our first exchange.
He took out a beautifully battered leather wallet and paid with a credit card, although I noted that the total sum was less than eight pounds.
I expect, rather like a member of the royal family, that he is simply too important to carry cash.
During his exchange with the cashier—a middle-aged woman who, rather bizarrely,
seemed completely oblivious to the manifest charms of the handsome man standing before her—I noticed another missed opportunity.
This time, I couldn’t resist. I took out my brand-new phone, accessed my pristine Twitter account
and waited till he had paid and had left the building.
I typed quickly and pressed send. @eloliph A Tesco Club Card is a thing of beauty and a joy forever.
You should DEFINITELY sign up for one. A Concerned Friend xx
@johnnieLrocks Tesco: stop pushing Big Brother spy-slash-loyalty card on here.
It like living in a police state, yo #hungover #leavemealone #fightthepower
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