Stories and Tall Tales

Strawberries

Raf and I had been down to London again, can´t remember why and decided to thumb it back. We were totally knackered and scruffy. I remember we waited and waited at staples corner for a lift but no-one stopped. Must have been 3 or 4 hours.
Eventually a stroke of luck, a big lorry pulls up so we jumped in. He took us to Watford. The next lift we got was from a pilot for BA who was on his way home to Leeds. He had this mini which was completely full of strawberries that he´d picked himself, we were so hungry and didnt even ask him if it was alright to have a few., just secretly nibbling away. By the time he dropped us off he didnt even have one left. I just remember our breath smelling nicer for a while.