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Thoughts for today…

HonestInk,

I was in Keighley Dunelm this morning and I heard the guy on the checkouts say, ‘yay all the gang are here’. The checkout staff are always lovely in there and yes sometimes they have the full black clothes and hijab on. Today all three girls did and the guy suddenly says, ‘it feels like we are in Pakistan’.

The young girl serving me suddenly cringed and went a bit quiet and so I blathered on about why I’d bought 6 reduced price laptop cases to hold my art supplies.

The guy is Pakistani obviously. He’s also gay. I’m just leaving this there…

This poor young man that has vanished in Tenerife I hope he’s found safe very soon. Couple of things though: don’t do drugs people it fucks your head, eats your money and gets you involved with the wrong people.There are tons of theories hitting social media right now and I will say that many sound plausible

BUT…

Somewhere in the mid 90’s did we stop teaching English language in our schools? Basics like full stops at the end of a sentence. The difference between have, off and of? Been and being? I won’t bother with there and their and they’re because that became too complicated and went out of the window ten years ago. ‘Unalived’ ‘He could of went’ ‘let’s prey for him’. It gives me a headache just trying to read the posts!

Anyway, I walked past this little boy today on the way home. He was probably either side of about 12 . There was this sound coming off some machine attached to him. No headphones. He wanted us all to hear it. I don’t even need to say what type of ‘music’ it was. I was embarrassed for him though. Walking down a main road with his baggy grey joggers and attitude and mini beat box I wanted to slap him round the back of his head and tell him to stop looking like a dick.

Then I thought no learn the hard way sunshine.

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