POVEY PAY ATTENTION>

 In English High Schools of my era the boys were always known by their last names; the girls by their first names.

It was not unusual for a Teacher to call out "Povey, pay attention".

Maybe I had been staring out of the window longing for the school day to end, rather than devoting my attention to the Teacher.

I needed to hear those words at about 2:00 a.m. this morning (20th Oct).

I woke up thirsty.  

I had forgotten to place a tumbler of water on the table next to my bed. I stumbled into the kitchen without turning on any lights. 

Relying on the fridge light I reached for a bottle with the label "no sugar".


I took  a swig.  Oh dear, it was a bottle of barbecue sauce.

Silly me, I'd been reaching for kombucha.



                               Povey   Pay Attention!


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