The butty wagon arrives outside my office at around 0915 each working day. Under normal circumstances, I don’t partake but I missed my breakfast this morning. I can resist anything except temptation, so the lure of a hot butty had me hook, line and sinker.
Me: “May I have a sausage and bacon, please?”
Butty wagon lady: “I’m sorry, we only have bacon and sausage left.”
Me: “That’s OK, I’ll stand the other side of it.”