I had a lovely lunch with my work colleagues yesterday at our favourite café. It was cold so I ordered a jacket potato with cheese and beans.
It arrived quickly, looking totally delicious, but before my support worker Aytan could help cut it up I ticced:
“Fist-bump a potato!”
And a second later my knuckles collided with the gooey spud.
For anyone unfamiliar with fist bumping it’s a gesture similar to a handshake or a high five.
But as far as I’m aware it’s not often used within the potato community. And given the state of my bean-covered hand I can see why.
“Have a bucket of Christmas.”