Strange man appeared on my screen as I logged-in.
Happens all the time around here. I was running up the Bothy only last week, wearing Latte Days collateral - yes, I have a latte days wicker tshirt. The story goes, it was dusk and I was stretching my derriere bent forth. I looked up and there standing tall astride before me was this ADONIS in my moonlight.
I had to squint but not too much as I am not one to invest in botox but I had no doubt that he was an Adonis, as they do exist in Finchley.
I've seen one or two in Atiria Japanse Supermarket and also at Joseph's book store. The Finchley Fables have also reported sightings.
He told me that I had to leave as he was about to lock up otherwise I would get locked in and have to climb over the bushes. We spoke some semitic language, I can't recall which one, but he reckoned that I was a faster runner than he. Of course he could've been taking the piss, but for once, my optimistic-cyncisim lay dormant. Then I said 'adios' and off I jogged around the streets of San FranFinchley.
Funny thing is that now that I've told this tale to several female folk (and one male) they are all running up the Bothy...wearing rather tight tshirts.
Oh the joys of the village.
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