A few years ago, we were all invited to Danny’s 21st party. It was being held in a big old pub in Hometowny and the party was in full swing when Richy Rich and I arrived with all the kids. As we walked through the lobby, a strapping young guy leapt on top of Richy and wrestled him to the ground in an arm lock. Me and the kids stepped over the pair of them and made our way to the bar.
“A pint of Carlsberg, pint of London Pride, four cokes and an orange juice, please”, I asked the girl serving behind the bar.
“I think he liked me”, said Richy, tucking his shirt back into his jeans, as he joined us at the bar. We made our way to a table near the disco.
Credits: Thanks to Mary (and Danny) for a great evening. A sneaky ‘big up’ to My life My Choice..
I came across this in the park. Exactly as I’ve taken it. Thought it was a bit odd, or maybe someone having a chuckle.
We live in an area with a lot of very colourful characters. Hegel Bagel, for example, is probably the world’s greatest Hegellian scholar but hasn’t managed to work out the rules of ‘conventional’ studying, so has his academic discussions in the aisles of the Co-op, on street corners or occasionally our kitchen. Another guy does an amazing line in make-up which looks great with his long, white hair. There is a couple whose relationships seem to be based on regular, public, spectacular arguments, and our neighbour, Roger, who walks round to the Co-op, every day, very, very slowly, dressed in a very smart suit, to buy a pasty to eat at 10.15am. Continue reading
Another totally random happening. I’ve reconstructed it using soft toys, because again I didn’t think to take a picture at the time. Mind you, they might have got a bit angry if I did.
It was a lovely sunny afternoon and I was at home with all the windows open. I noticed a car pull up on the pavement in front of our house. A couple got out with a baby and came into our front garden. I went to open the door thinking they were calling round for some reason. Instead of coming to knock on the door, they sat down on the grass. “Oh”, I said. “Er, sorry, did you want something?” “Oh, no”, he replied. “Ok, I just wondered what you were doing?” I said, totally puzzled. “We just came off the motorway and my wife needs to feed the baby”, he replied. Continue reading