Have a Table

Some new people have just moved into to our little neighbourhood. They came over to introduce themselves today. I offered them a table. I was just putting it into the car to take to the charity furniture shop and it occurred to me that, rather than do that I could let them have it.

Of course I failed to actually introduce myself properly. And so I will probably be henceforth know as "The man with the table". I hope that they don't think that it is some kind of local ritual, where new arrivals are offered a table when they arrive and have to respond with a folding chair or be forever ostracised by the community. Because we are not like that.