I went to pay for the paper this morning. I reached into my pocket to pull out a tenner. There were two. They slipped between my fingers. One fluttered to the floor. These new plastic notes are a pain. There is so little friction on them, they are difficult to grip.
A five year old Huddersfield fan went with his dad to watch them take on the might of Manchester United. Not only did his team win 2-0 but he also found a fiver. His dad, however, said he couldn’t keep it because it belonged to someone else. They had no idea whose it was. Some poor soul probably lost it from his pocket as he fished out his ticket. The lad sent it to the club and asked it to hand the fiver to Aaron Mooy, the man-of-the-match, because he deserved a bonus. Heartwarming story were it not for the fact that a slippery plastic note had found another victim.
Those bloody new notes, eh? They can survive a forty minute spin cycle after a sixty degree wash but they won’t stay in your pocket for long. I’m better off with brass.
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