Fallen in love, that is. On the way to work, with a 14-ish German speaking (presumably) tourist - Mütti was certainly taking plenty of photos - although, oddly, his family got on the bus at our local suburban bus station, and got off at a very nondescript stop opposite a big supermarket. Off the beaten tourist track, without a doubt. The boy on the return journey was a league or two above, though - you really don't expect to see grade one cuties on the tube at nearly 10:00 at night, even if it is a bank holiday weekend, but there he was, with parents and a couple of sisters, 12/13, drop dead gorgeous, reddish-brown hair and the most kissable lips I've seen on a boy for many a long day. Rarely have I more fervently wanted a tube train to break down so I could spend more time in his glorious presence, but, needless to say, it wasn't to be. Half a dozen minutes, and gone forever, in any foreseeable circumstances. Good job I've got a cold beer or two to console me!
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B
(SSSShhhhhh....I spent several hours looking up RB's shorts as he stood in my attic drilling holes in my rafters - don't worry, next blog post will explain that). The cutie on the ladder wasn't bad either!
ReplyDeletePeace <3
Jay
Hello Jay
ReplyDeleteYou can't beat a room with a view! Or a bus or tube, for that matter!
Love & best wishes
Sammy B