There I am reserving a copy of The Magical Adventures of the Wishing Chair for a customer and vaguely aware that there is a lady waiting behind him.
The lady waiting was holding a gorgeous bouquet of flowers.
Flowers for me.
Flowers with a card...
...and what did Richie say?
"Does your Anthony know that you're getting flowers from a bloke called Nelson?"
When I stopped going scarlet and gasping for air I explained a little.
Then Richie took over the book reservation for me, explaining to the customer "she just got flowers from a F1 driver, yeah."
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WOW :) (Except I don't actually know who he is!)
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