He came into the kitchen.
He opened the flip up bin and just looked. Looked inside, as if he’d lost something in it.
I said ‘ what are you looking for?’
He said ( slowly ) ‘ can. I. Take. A. black. Bag ?’
I said ‘ what for?’
He said ‘ For. My. Rubbish ‘
I wondered how much rubbish he could have in his room all of a sudden.
He said ( slowly in monotone ) Or. I. Could. Take. This. One. And. Replace. It. With. Another. ‘
I said ‘ so you do have one to replace it? Why don’t you just use the one you’ve got?’
He said ‘ No. I. Do. Not. Have. Another. But. Perhaps. You. Have. One. ‘
Well that got me to be honest. I handed him 2 old Morrison’s plastic shopping bags from the drawer, and said ‘ this should be ok to put your rubbish in ‘
He said ( slowly ). ‘ The. Sign. On. The. Bin. Says. Black. Bags. Only. ‘
I told him I thought it would be ok….
I’m wondering if he’s from somewhere far away. I’m almost expecting him to one day start a sentence with ‘’ Earthling…. on your planet, how do I ……..?’’
At least then things might fall into place.