Just yesterday a middle-aged woman and I conversed in a Tesco car park while loading our cars, about the better red metallic paint of my small Mazda (her opinion) as opposed to her much posher red Jaguar, then we got on to her son’s birthday - he’ll be 22 - and she decided to make ice cream for him, like she did when he was a little boy in Poland, but then decided an alcohol infused sorbet would be better. I wondered about absinthe, but she thought a white rum. There was much debate about the fruit flavour too. Then it got too hot so we parted.
Just yesterday a middle-aged woman and I conversed in a Tesco car park while loading our cars, about the better red metallic paint of my small Mazda (her opinion) as opposed to her much posher red Jaguar, then we got on to her son’s birthday - he’ll be 22 - and she decided to make ice cream for him, like she did when he was a little boy in Poland, but then decided an alcohol infused sorbet would be better. I wondered about absinthe, but she thought a white rum. There was much debate about the fruit flavour too. Then it got too hot so we parted.
This is lovely
This is a really lovely piece of writing and I think it is persuasive.