Tales From The Crypt - Friday 13th August 2021
From the poison comes a flower Butterfly for just an hour But it burns ecstatic fire The kind of life we all desire Desire! Fire! Remember, remember, the 13th August, especially when it falls on a Friday. Or something like that... (For reasons I can't explain I find myself drawn to the songs of Kevin Ayers at the moment) A different Friday... For starters, I'm on leave (again). The day starts in the usual way, but then deviates from the mundane. I'm helping with a local charity again, making up lunches for local children in the school holidays and then delivering them. First off I need to go and pick up D, who's also helping, then to the hall to begin. I'm on cake duty to start with, again: taking freshly-made cakes and packing individual slices ready to distribute. It's been decreed that my hair is getting long now, so I have to wear a hair net and very fetching it is! (Not!) I wrap 84 slices and then move on to assigning food to lunch packs. During this pr...