three hundred and thirty one days
December 2016.
Bunnings Lismore, out the back in the garden section. I’m wandering the rows of tomato seedlings looking for the same sweet little babies I bought last year. When I turned around to go back here’s this big fellow a yard away, he’s holding two tomato seedlings, one in each hand.
‘G’day,’ he says.
Unshaven, six foot three, one hundred kg’s. Clear eyes.
‘How you going?’ I say.
‘Pretty good, last year the doctor said I only had three months to live.’
He held up one of the tomato seedlings.
‘So I bought a couple of these and planted them.’
‘Any good?’
The big man smiled. ‘I had one a day for three hundred and thirty one days, now I’m back for more.’
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Can’t beat those anti carcogens, vitamin C and Hope vitamins. Nice one to round up the year. Happy New Year.
Back at you Shank.