CHECK YOUR POCKETS
WOW: clean. Even Death isn't immune to life's little annoyances.
Disclaimer: I don't own him; he doesn't know what he's missing!
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Well, this is rather embarrassing.
I've had my overcoat since the dawn of time; since the broiling, seething chaos of the Big Bang. Since that very first blink of creation in which nothing became something, and the swirling mists of primordial dust first began to trace the edges of a fledgeling universe all those countless millennia ago.
So that's why spilling a plate of tomato and basil canelloni all down the front of it last week was very, very annoying.
But not half as annoying as the fact that I now seem to have lost the dry cleaning ticket.
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