Mega Mexway Burrito

It’s my first day back at work after my holiday; I feel like Vladimir Putin ‘s armpit  after he’s been wrestling with bears and gypsies, out in the Gobi desert.

I cleared my backlog of emails, ploughed through a load of work and eventually came to realise that it was 2pm; I also realised that I was quite delirious from not having eaten yet today.

My situation was thus.   It’s raining heavily in Croydon, I only have my old bikers jacket and I’m somewhat ill prepared for the downpour!    Should I go out for food or stay inside in the warmth?

Do I sit here, trippily thinking about Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, or should I pop to Mexway and purchase a very, very large Burrito?

Well, there was clearly only one winner.  Mexway.

On the way down to the shop, I was fortunate enough to witness some of the new Croydon College thugs students getting soaked by the buses as they drove through the huge puddles.  🙂 The universe likes me today!

The nice Spanish man must have thought that I was a Macho Latino ‘Rambo’ (an African market stalls holder called me Rambo in Fuerteventura) because of my tan and leather jacket; he packed the Burrito with so much food that he was barely able to roll it up!

Fantastic-o!

It’s so wide that it’s bigger than my bite radius (no gay jokes please) and is the biggest Burrito I’ve even eaten by a country mile (how big is a country mile anyway???).

It’s proper phat, innit bruv?

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