There is a butcher’s in the village where I live, but it’s somewhere I don’t visit very often due to it being at the wrong end of the village. By wrong end, I don’t mean it’s the dodgy end, I mean I don’t drive past it, so I forget it’s there. I really should make more of an effort to visit them, because meat from a butchers, although more expensive, is much tastier than supermarket bought meat.
It’s run by two brothers who are both, I guess, to be in their mid to late 50’s. As with a lot of local shops, they are on first name terms with many residents. Not me though, however they are both very friendly and whenever I’ve been there I’ve spent a good ten minutes or so having a chat.
The other day I skipped down there, wanting to buy some lamb.
Butcher 1: Hello there, what can I do you for?
Me: I’d like some lamb please for a casserole; enough for four people.
Butcher 1: No problem, I can do you leg, or even better, neck fillet.
Me: Ooh, neck please.
He then proceeded to weigh it and then he diced it up for me. Meanwhile, Butcher 2 was doing butcher-type things with bacon or something and chatting away to me about the weather, psychics, eggs, traffic wardens; completely random stuff, but I was keeping up with the twists in conversation. Then:
Butcher 1: That’s one and a half kilograms in weight there.
Me: Uh, what’s that in pounds? I don’t really do metric.
Butcher 2: Ooh, an old fashioned girl, eh?
Me (laughing): Certainly am.
Butcher 1: I do both, me.
Butcher 2: Does that make you bisexual?
Me: *blink* … *blink*
Butcher 1: Well… yeah… I s’pose it does.
Me: *blink* … *blink*
Village life, eh?
Huh, I don't know a whole lot about the metric system. I thought it was realted to measurements, not sex. Maybe I should have been more willing to learn. It sounds a lot more interesting now.
ReplyDeleteI'm Canadian so I'm a Metricsexual. But to each his own.
ReplyDeleteno wonder I never get laid.
ReplyDeleteHey,
ReplyDeleteI.... urm..... well. Hard to think of something politely witty to come back with in that situation isn't it?
weather is always safe ground, bisexuality is a little far.
I'm gonna have to visit our local butcher more often!
ReplyDeletelol. Ah, that's a riot. =) I love the *blink* ... *blink* I might have to borrow that--GREAT visual. =) Always enjoy your posts! Greedy for more.
ReplyDeleteDear Bub, Butchers I have always believed to be very flexible and open-minded people! Did the lamb taste good?
ReplyDeleteNari: Who knew, eh?
ReplyDeleteKyna: So you measure in centimetres and not inches...?
YG: Change your butcher!
Liz: I had nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Liz: Good luck with that!
bb: Not quite what I was expecting when I went to the shop though!
Edith: As I have found out! The lamb was gorgeous and well worth the, um, extra information.