Dec 22, 2021
1 min read
Don’t give me tomatoes. Don’t get me wrong — I love tomatoes. But if I visit you and you give me your lovely home-grown tomatoes, I’m just as likely to forget them. I’ve done this twice.
My son gave me tomatoes. I put them on the back seat and there they stayed. I tossed my hat over the back and promptly forgot the tomatoes. A few weeks later, I grabbed my hat, which smells suspiciously like cat pee. Wait, hang on… my cat never goes in my car. It took me a while to figure it out.
