Shrapnel

Life The first time I heard copper money -- penny and twopences described at shrapnel was at university. And like that other phrase which I thought was only in use in my hall -- swampdonkey -- it's gone on to have popular usage. It was about that time I started collecting small change and on and off over the past ten years I'd managed fill a giant plastic sweet box. It filled up finally thing morning and we counted it. I'd expected a fiver at most. Instead -- I found out I had £52 sitting on my window ledge in coinage. Which by a strange co-incidence is the cost of the dvd writer I spotted in The Computer Shop the other day. Isn't it odd how life matches up sometimes?

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