Little yellow flowers

Strange moment from work last night that I really do have to share with you.. There were four of us on tea break, talking about illnesses and intolerances and immunity problems from the past. Jim from the warehouse has terrible hay fever and looks like he has second degree burns on his eyes and nose. The conversation advanced, as they do, and we were comparing allergies. Gracie, one of the older till girls, also has hay fever, but whereas Jim struggles with tree pollen and needs antihistamines by the bucket load, Gracie’s suffering is caused by one particular Spring-blooming flower..
Vince, from the veg department, walked over just in time to hear Gracie say “I’m allergic to rape.” With an astounded look on his eyes he fell into a seat before saying ‘well I can’t imagine any woman finds it pleasant, to be honest’ Those of us who weren’t shocked were busy stifling giggles, while Gracie looked at him the way a five-year-old looks at you when you steal his train set. I don't think she'll be nominating him as 'Employee Of The Month.'
Vince, by the way, is the one who destroyed 12 cases of champagne last month in a clumsy, dope-fuelled fork-lift truck mishap. (investigation pending)

I have to admit, the countryside looks beautiful at the moment. Even a die-hard, stay-in, only-watch-nature-on-television Neanderthal like me is being taken by the changing colours and refreshing aromas. The more I look, the more I see to enjoy.
But I’ll never be able to look at a field of rape now without laughing.

RC 29-4-09
2030 BST