Finnegans

Sometimes, when my lunch options are reduced I'll buy the ham, smoked cheese and mayo harvester baguette from "local deli" Finnegan's. It's a nice roll if you're in the right mood for it.

The only problem is that the shop has a smell all of it's own. You can actually smell it from three or four shops away. It's difficult to describe. Perhaps someone is pissing on a burning dog in the kitchen? Perhaps there's a corpse under the tiled floor that has become undead and is trying to scrape it's way out. Anyway, it's unpleasant. To buy a roll there you have to make sure there's no queue, get in and get out. Unfortunately today I picked up the roll, there was no queue, but for some reason I lingered and breathed in. Then I put the roll back and left.

Some people might argue that makes me strange. In my defence I'd send them to Finnegan's with open nostrils.