WTF is that for

My words, whispered quietly to my husband, as he stood beside me at the checkout. He'd just raced down an aisle with it, jumped the queue and put it in my basket as I was one customer away from paying. He smiled and nodded to the lady behind us who probably thought he had a bloody cheek until it became clear we were together.

"To cane your arse," he whispered back still smiling. "Just buy it."

"I'm not having my bottom caned with that thing," I said when we'd paid and were out of earshot of anyone. "I can't believe you've just done that, you never wave flags, I can't imagine you sitting in front of the TV with it. Who's it for?"

It had to be for a kid, it just had to be. Aside from anything, it wasn't long enough to give a decent caning anyway and I'd run a mile before giving in to getting caned with an England flag. Then he explained himself, devious smart man that he is.

"I'm taking it to Portugal," he said, "after I've removed the plastic pole and fitted the flag onto a nice straight handle cane, maximum hand baggage size, 55cm I believe. If I'm stopped at airport security it will just look like I'm a football fan. Simple. Once we're there the flag can go, I shall have other uses for the 'pole' though."

I was relieved on two counts, one I shall likely be getting my backside warmed whilst in warmer climes and two my husband hasn't suddenly become a flag waver. Oh and not forgetting the price....99p:)

Have a good week.

Ronnie

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