When I was sitting in Leftwing Idiot’s kitchen this afternoon while he prepared lunch I found myself absentmindedly counting the leaves on his geranium. It’s not unusual for me to start counting stuff like this when I have a spare moment.
I hadn’t planned sharing this information with anyone because it’s a habit I like to keep private. But while we were eating, I suddenly ticced:
“The geranium has 55 leaves.”
Leftwing Idiot laughed, looked across at me and said, ‘That’s true, isn’t it?’
And of course it was.