Friday, 18 May 2012

18/5/12 Georgina’s Café, Petergate: Lunchtime


Note: We were sat in the window of this cafe, which made me feel a bit like a cake on display, only less edible

Six individuals each dressed all in black just passed by like a parade of rubbish ninjas.

Slightly “aggressive” leaflet hand-outer just shoved a leaflet in the faces of some people who were clearly trying to avoid him. He just looks a bit lost now, must be gutted because the place next door is handing out free food. Leaflet man doesn’t look like he suits this restaurant, like he’s nicked all their leaflets and now he’s handing them out to try and get rid of the evidence. Hopeless thief though; who would give away the stuff they’ve nicked right outside the place they’ve nicked them from, it’s like selling TVs off the back of a lorry in front of a Currys. Based on this I assume he’s a bonafide distributor of the restaurant’s leaflets.

Mini rush on outside, but poor Mr. leaflet is largely rejected. Creative Italian cuisine? Does it draw pictures while you eat? Singing spaghetti? Guy just completely blanked Mr. L.

Quite enjoying watching people looking at the menus, they approach like they’re not just what they’re looking at; Don’t get too close! They might think we’re interested. Police man with a proper policeman hat on, but it makes his head look really small.

A bloke just waved at me, brilliant. I can half see a guy in the 1st story window across the road, seems to working intently but I can’t tell what on. He seems to have a napkin tucked under his chin.

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